Submissions by Drieks
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Write or be written.
Beridden
I died twice seven times.
Been at the gate selling lies.
Felt surprised by the odds of
the dice that were smitten,
no price, polarised, unforgiven
by the time these rhymes are
forbidden.
Our pride was beridden.
Mandatory succes.
Unless it meant covering up the
deaths of my brothers I guess.
I yearn to feel less.
From my pinky to my thumb
i’ve felt numb just like the souls
who were dumb enough to encourage
this and succumbed to nourish bliss
and still feel proud.
...
Been at the gate selling lies.
Felt surprised by the odds of
the dice that were smitten,
no price, polarised, unforgiven
by the time these rhymes are
forbidden.
Our pride was beridden.
Mandatory succes.
Unless it meant covering up the
deaths of my brothers I guess.
I yearn to feel less.
From my pinky to my thumb
i’ve felt numb just like the souls
who were dumb enough to encourage
this and succumbed to nourish bliss
and still feel proud.
...
#corruption
#politics
#HumanRights
#inequality
#poverty
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2 Comments
919 reads
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Cry-baby (with Skyra)
Excuse my sanity.
I lack the parts to portray “he” or “man” to be
labelled as such, not much of a “key” to humanity.
No metal seems to be a fan of me.
Allegedly I created aura’s for them to be mad
and sickened, partially wicked, characteristically chickened out of glee.
Can I just say I’d like to leave?
No? Oh well, on my way to lies and deceit.
Can I just say I’d like to believe?
I can? Well damn, let’s pretend I’m suddenly
saint again.
If my life takes time out of yours for you to go
ahead and say I...
I lack the parts to portray “he” or “man” to be
labelled as such, not much of a “key” to humanity.
No metal seems to be a fan of me.
Allegedly I created aura’s for them to be mad
and sickened, partially wicked, characteristically chickened out of glee.
Can I just say I’d like to leave?
No? Oh well, on my way to lies and deceit.
Can I just say I’d like to believe?
I can? Well damn, let’s pretend I’m suddenly
saint again.
If my life takes time out of yours for you to go
ahead and say I...
#HumanRights
#feminism
#inequality
392 reads
2 Comments
Armageddon
Crippled visibility casted before my face.
Weathered by fog, low mist and even haze.
Numbered like the days, you might be hot and
bothered in a cell.
See us from afar and hide.
Frightened from the height without an ask for raise.
Lately I’ve been shining, but lack the light to
glisten in moonlit praise.
Haven’t been clean for days.
Bless me with meteor showers,
meet me with flowers while sweetening my sour.
From a coward to empowered.
From empowered to devoured.
Vanished in the void as...
Weathered by fog, low mist and even haze.
Numbered like the days, you might be hot and
bothered in a cell.
See us from afar and hide.
Frightened from the height without an ask for raise.
Lately I’ve been shining, but lack the light to
glisten in moonlit praise.
Haven’t been clean for days.
Bless me with meteor showers,
meet me with flowers while sweetening my sour.
From a coward to empowered.
From empowered to devoured.
Vanished in the void as...
#environment
#pollution
#humankind
412 reads
11 Comments
Till Death (part 1)
Wind rushing through the opened window.
My mouth still covered by his digits.
I see the airflow rattle the leaves of the flowers
he got me in the kitchen.
“I’mma make you a widow if you don’t quit
your bitchin’!”
Make me a widow?
Confused by his words, my brain ignores the
pains and makes me realise how bad it only
seemed at first.
This is infinitely worse.
I act as if rehearsed. Dropped down to my
knees to reach for the pepperspray in my
purse just to realise it’s not there like i thought
it...
My mouth still covered by his digits.
I see the airflow rattle the leaves of the flowers
he got me in the kitchen.
“I’mma make you a widow if you don’t quit
your bitchin’!”
Make me a widow?
Confused by his words, my brain ignores the
pains and makes me realise how bad it only
seemed at first.
This is infinitely worse.
I act as if rehearsed. Dropped down to my
knees to reach for the pepperspray in my
purse just to realise it’s not there like i thought
it...
#relationships
#abuse
218 reads
1 Comment
World on my shoulders
I fell off the world today.
In a way, it felt like falling up instead of down I’d say.
Death is a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Best be there when it happens.
Sheer absence is what ruined it for me.
I fell off the world today.
No place to land. Only space for me and it to merge and blend.
A lack of fear.
No resistance of gravity flowing through this atmosphere to cloak and reappear.
I fell off the world today.
I felt off at least I’d say.
In a way, it felt like falling up instead of down I’d say.
Death is a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Best be there when it happens.
Sheer absence is what ruined it for me.
I fell off the world today.
No place to land. Only space for me and it to merge and blend.
A lack of fear.
No resistance of gravity flowing through this atmosphere to cloak and reappear.
I fell off the world today.
I felt off at least I’d say.
#anxiety
#SelfDiscovery
308 reads
1 Comment
ReignWreck
Boom there goes the dynamo on my e-bike
flavoured to the teeth on my tree hike psyche
I’ll never lend you my bleed-light free sighted
sea dyke minded brie breath teeth whitened
freak night endeavours plural yeah
you read it right give up before the fight
with white flagged multi ragged barely cracked
sea container formed super eluded brain on
crack please don’t let me forget about
hey what’s that a distractive super laxative
chain of bread how about that
that’s not something you seen it a lot actually ...
flavoured to the teeth on my tree hike psyche
I’ll never lend you my bleed-light free sighted
sea dyke minded brie breath teeth whitened
freak night endeavours plural yeah
you read it right give up before the fight
with white flagged multi ragged barely cracked
sea container formed super eluded brain on
crack please don’t let me forget about
hey what’s that a distractive super laxative
chain of bread how about that
that’s not something you seen it a lot actually ...
#dreams
413 reads
4 Comments
Irreplaceable
I’ll remember to never forget you.
Hearts were punctured beyond repair.
I’ll remember to never forget you.
Breaths were hold up, out of air.
Before I forget to remember,
I’ll remember to never forget.
If I want to hold your hand one last time,
or give your forehead one last peck.
Every cry that carries echo into screams is
reason to never let go of hopes and dreams.
For every tear I shed, new memories are fed.
I love you forever and beyond.
I’ll miss every moment we ever...
Hearts were punctured beyond repair.
I’ll remember to never forget you.
Breaths were hold up, out of air.
Before I forget to remember,
I’ll remember to never forget.
If I want to hold your hand one last time,
or give your forehead one last peck.
Every cry that carries echo into screams is
reason to never let go of hopes and dreams.
For every tear I shed, new memories are fed.
I love you forever and beyond.
I’ll miss every moment we ever...
#love
#family
#death #illness
#death #illness
426 reads
4 Comments
Lanky
Towering legs carry four times the amount of them in marbled eggs.
Seemingly still. Always in sight.
Sleep well tonight.
Seemingly still. Always in sight.
Sleep well tonight.
#animals
#nature
251 reads
2 Comments
Arose
Florae reincarnated bliss.
Petals lay where sun refused to ray.
Stalking stems are lacking strength.
Thorns bring crimson-stained amiss.
Florever blooming endeavours.
Aquatic yearning arose.
Soaked in velvet, so called hell fit.
Lucy’s bouquets were ever imposed.
Deathbeds of roses.
Rain danced delight.
Drugged overdoses.
Pain-hancing lies.
Life how I chose it.
Brain’s bent to fight.
Shrugged over roses.
Chain-fenced goodbyes.
Petals lay where sun refused to ray.
Stalking stems are lacking strength.
Thorns bring crimson-stained amiss.
Florever blooming endeavours.
Aquatic yearning arose.
Soaked in velvet, so called hell fit.
Lucy’s bouquets were ever imposed.
Deathbeds of roses.
Rain danced delight.
Drugged overdoses.
Pain-hancing lies.
Life how I chose it.
Brain’s bent to fight.
Shrugged over roses.
Chain-fenced goodbyes.
#dark
#death
#LifeCycle
305 reads
4 Comments
Poppy cock
Flourish, entice.
Nourishing lies.
Encouraging dice.
Unlucky disguise.
Murdering cries.
Buried by mice.
Maker’s delight.
Time calls to fight…
Anyway,
I fought a lot to quench my hot and seal the
never lasting plot on severed bods I never
thought I’d own the mud to cover rot and let my
thoughts be better than a never seen redder
pepper shot forever married feathered broads
on parking lots with sagging tits and clever
frauds upon the reign standing bi-polka dotted
liver...
Nourishing lies.
Encouraging dice.
Unlucky disguise.
Murdering cries.
Buried by mice.
Maker’s delight.
Time calls to fight…
Anyway,
I fought a lot to quench my hot and seal the
never lasting plot on severed bods I never
thought I’d own the mud to cover rot and let my
thoughts be better than a never seen redder
pepper shot forever married feathered broads
on parking lots with sagging tits and clever
frauds upon the reign standing bi-polka dotted
liver...
#funny
315 reads
3 Comments
What remains
Control is a power that’ll slip once you force it.
A feral being that’s clothed for naked eyes.
Numbed feelings, hummed hearings,
it’s better to welcome than wave them goodbyes.
Sighing thoughts are common to come across.
Buried belongings dug up to admire.
A man’s hard labour torn to infinite pieces,
no god’s work is saint or labelled for hire.
Buried without remains.
The bone collector comes out to play.
Married without constrains.
Our hearts need song and visual aid.
Mud. Watered dirt has become your...
A feral being that’s clothed for naked eyes.
Numbed feelings, hummed hearings,
it’s better to welcome than wave them goodbyes.
Sighing thoughts are common to come across.
Buried belongings dug up to admire.
A man’s hard labour torn to infinite pieces,
no god’s work is saint or labelled for hire.
Buried without remains.
The bone collector comes out to play.
Married without constrains.
Our hearts need song and visual aid.
Mud. Watered dirt has become your...
#depression
#soldiers
#war #death
#war #death
366 reads
2 Comments
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