Submissions by Deadsorrow78
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been writing for as long as I can remember I have two books of poetry published and have many single poems published. Words are a great release for me.
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2024 1:36am
2nd Aug 2024 1:36am
Cigarette Smoke in the Dark
I realize I don't exist, souly a figment of my own imagination. That imaginary shadow that is only seen outside the void and seen by humanity for only seconds at a time throughout the hours of the day.
This Shell that is called a body holds no meaning of life, dead blue eyes, nothing can be seen behind them, soulless, with hardly a heartbeat, lifeless nearly.
But not dead. Although I try to bridge the two together,
There is never enough material to bring the two together.
And it's a damn shame as this Shell of a body smiles with delight at her as she talks, It takes...
This Shell that is called a body holds no meaning of life, dead blue eyes, nothing can be seen behind them, soulless, with hardly a heartbeat, lifeless nearly.
But not dead. Although I try to bridge the two together,
There is never enough material to bring the two together.
And it's a damn shame as this Shell of a body smiles with delight at her as she talks, It takes...
#heartbroken
#sadness
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EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Jul 2024 3:27am
16th Jul 2024 3:27am
Skinners
#dark
#evil
#FeelingLost
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jul 2024 1:58am
12th Jul 2024 1:58am
Impressed
I never would've wrote again/
A lost passion: Then your smile:
Made it's way upon my eyes* So Elegant- words can not*
Describe the beauty~ of the beautiful person you are>
Inside and outside How I would enjoy _ being the wind _ that would make those flames / dance / embarrassing you with ¥ more kindness € respect ¢ and one day a love £ unmatched by any other} the opening of new doors [ A world of new experience : and for one not pain and suffering • like those before ( a new chapter to be lived maybe ) something totally different for the both+ a life to be desired ° the...
A lost passion: Then your smile:
Made it's way upon my eyes* So Elegant- words can not*
Describe the beauty~ of the beautiful person you are>
Inside and outside How I would enjoy _ being the wind _ that would make those flames / dance / embarrassing you with ¥ more kindness € respect ¢ and one day a love £ unmatched by any other} the opening of new doors [ A world of new experience : and for one not pain and suffering • like those before ( a new chapter to be lived maybe ) something totally different for the both+ a life to be desired ° the...
#hope
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Jul 2020 4:31am
4th Jul 2020 4:31am
Portal to a park bench
One simply cannot travel back in time to change the future outcome. But one may travel in to the void beyond, that has not yet been seen, only to lay a trail of crumbs for one to find. Hints and clues a mystery if you will of things that only one will understand. Like a warm June evening with the wind blowing through the leaves, causing the midday sun to pass through them, and shine upon a hill top, with the sound of the lake at the bottom splashing against the rocks.
The future is but a string length away and every event and every moment can be added like beads in specific locations...
The future is but a string length away and every event and every moment can be added like beads in specific locations...
#TimeHeals
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Mar 2019 1:12am
25th Mar 2019 1:12am
Bad Taste
Candle light phone conversation with soft words of nothing being spoken. Filling ones mind with hopeless waste.
Just remember all those words spoken from the other end for one day there will be a end. And all you will be left with is a Bad Taste.
Take it all in let it rot away at your thought process, let it cleanse you of all the unnecessary things that have made you and wipe everything clean for a new game to play, but just remember one day you will be left with only a Bad Taste of what you have done.
The changing of the the season is coming near and what wasn't good enough...
Just remember all those words spoken from the other end for one day there will be a end. And all you will be left with is a Bad Taste.
Take it all in let it rot away at your thought process, let it cleanse you of all the unnecessary things that have made you and wipe everything clean for a new game to play, but just remember one day you will be left with only a Bad Taste of what you have done.
The changing of the the season is coming near and what wasn't good enough...
#betrayal
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EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Mar 2019 00:26am
20th Mar 2019 00:26am
Bluebird on a fence post
#anger
#hate
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
19th Mar 2019 2:28am
19th Mar 2019 2:28am
Twisted Madness: Bloodline
As Ann stood on her front porch drinking her cup of morning milk as the wind started to blow. She closes her eyes as the cool breeze flows over her body. The clouds begin to roll in as lightening streams across the the sky followed up with ground shaking thunder as lightening bolts strike the hillside across the way. Ann takes a drink of her milk and the rain starts pouring. She sticks her hand out so she can feel the rain upon her skin as she hears her name being called from inside the house.
Ann, Ann.
As she turns to see who's calling for her. She walks towards the door and she...
Ann, Ann.
As she turns to see who's calling for her. She walks towards the door and she...
#dark
#erotic
#death
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Mar 2019 2:26am
17th Mar 2019 2:26am
I am Deadsorrow
Between here and there, there is a alternate universe. A place I often drift. Where the land is burnt and sky is scorched and the river's run of blood. Broken bones of those before crunch beneath my feet, the smell of death fills the air. Mountains of rotten decaying flesh stand tall all across this land.
As the wind blows it carries whispering screams of pain and suffering to fill my ears of all those that came searching for forgiveness and redemption.
All they found was pleasure in pain or just pain whatever they desired.
I search not for neither, for I know I'll never get...
As the wind blows it carries whispering screams of pain and suffering to fill my ears of all those that came searching for forgiveness and redemption.
All they found was pleasure in pain or just pain whatever they desired.
I search not for neither, for I know I'll never get...
#dark
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Mar 2019 3:38am
16th Mar 2019 3:38am
Served My Purpose
Nothing more than wasted time.
I see this now as I look into your eyes. Your hand is in my hand I grabbed it as you lost your footing on this loose rock trail. I hear them coming that staggering walk they have, but in my mind plays out the life that we have lived. Yet it's only been a few seconds and you can see it in my eyes all the bullshit you put me through has finally cought up with me as you plead with me to pull you up. The smell of death rolls in as the horde has stopped below you reaching and screaming for the flesh that hangs above them and I just hold you there like a sweet...
I see this now as I look into your eyes. Your hand is in my hand I grabbed it as you lost your footing on this loose rock trail. I hear them coming that staggering walk they have, but in my mind plays out the life that we have lived. Yet it's only been a few seconds and you can see it in my eyes all the bullshit you put me through has finally cought up with me as you plead with me to pull you up. The smell of death rolls in as the horde has stopped below you reaching and screaming for the flesh that hangs above them and I just hold you there like a sweet...
#death
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EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Sep 2017 4:22pm
6th Sep 2017 4:22pm
Mystical Eyes
A passionate disposition, feeling her heart beating upon my chest.
The erotic placement of her body pressed upon mine.
Her back to my chest, my hand on her side.
My lips upon her shoulder tasting her sweet skin.
Seeing her in the mirror that hangs by the bed.
Her mystical eyes filled with sexual fantasies of forbidden desires.
Chanting incantations of lust.
I allow myself to fall under her spell and conform to her every desire.
Giving her the pleasure she seeks.
The erotic placement of her body pressed upon mine.
Her back to my chest, my hand on her side.
My lips upon her shoulder tasting her sweet skin.
Seeing her in the mirror that hangs by the bed.
Her mystical eyes filled with sexual fantasies of forbidden desires.
Chanting incantations of lust.
I allow myself to fall under her spell and conform to her every desire.
Giving her the pleasure she seeks.
#dark
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Aug 2017 8:57pm
16th Aug 2017 8:57pm
As You Are
That space between Heaven and Hell is now filled. We call it earth. But it is looked at as purgatory and now the ancient tyrants have been reborn. Standing over us all trying to control all that we do. Feeding their greedy bellies and wanting more. Till there is no more. And that time will come when there is no more. Then we die and stand in line till we are planted back in the womb to be reborn into purgatory and live it all again. Time, space, and death, we all keep living over and over again till we get it right then we will pass onward into the hallway to judgment.
#PopCulture
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