Submissions by DystopianMelody
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Here lie some words. They will be remembered.
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2017 3:32am
23rd Dec 2017 3:32am
Happiness
Let me walk in your smile a while
in fact
let me live there
let me live in the curl of your lips
so unused to falling flat
I’ll see the world
perhaps
in a higher light
but certainly
for once
I’ll be in better shape
in fact
let me live there
let me live in the curl of your lips
so unused to falling flat
I’ll see the world
perhaps
in a higher light
but certainly
for once
I’ll be in better shape
#happiness
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Nov 2017 2:26am
6th Nov 2017 2:26am
Roots
I've been chasing feelings
lost but for the briefest meetings
long parted love for life
abandoned wonder, weeping at the sight of willow blossoms in the wind
I've been chasing that one touch
that showed me that I am small
in the ways of the world I'm small
but loved
in the touch of the sun
the breeze cool on my tears
the salty sea on my wounds
the tickling grass under my weary back
I’ve lost count of the ways the puzzle loves its smallest piece
but in this new place
where the air has barely cupped my...
lost but for the briefest meetings
long parted love for life
abandoned wonder, weeping at the sight of willow blossoms in the wind
I've been chasing that one touch
that showed me that I am small
in the ways of the world I'm small
but loved
in the touch of the sun
the breeze cool on my tears
the salty sea on my wounds
the tickling grass under my weary back
I’ve lost count of the ways the puzzle loves its smallest piece
but in this new place
where the air has barely cupped my...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Nov 2017 2:04am
6th Nov 2017 2:04am
The bees are dying
I’ve been too long away
From worship
Adulation
From putting things on pedestals
From flagellation
And all it’s comforts
I have been a empty beehive
Full of the memory of sweetness and ferocity
Where are the giants fleeing the barbs
Where has the honey gone?
You won’t find any answers in coffins or shells
Home is empty
Promise died
And so did repercussion
All that’s left is cracked honeycomb
A chalk outline
And staring eyes
My words
Like hives in trees
No
Like men...
From worship
Adulation
From putting things on pedestals
From flagellation
And all it’s comforts
I have been a empty beehive
Full of the memory of sweetness and ferocity
Where are the giants fleeing the barbs
Where has the honey gone?
You won’t find any answers in coffins or shells
Home is empty
Promise died
And so did repercussion
All that’s left is cracked honeycomb
A chalk outline
And staring eyes
My words
Like hives in trees
No
Like men...
#animals
#LifeAsAWriter
#honesty
#bees
#SelfWorth
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd May 2017 4:28am
22nd May 2017 4:28am
The message
I sit and look at the words I have written
And think
There should be a message
there should be words of wisdom so profound your mind reels from the weight of knowledge you just found
It should give you the feels like a jagged edge song
I look at my words and something is wrong
I see no message here
All is a hundred forms of fear
There is no knowledge, no truth apart from validation my mind seeks
Apart from doubts there is nothing that these lips speak
I look to God, to the wisdom of the written word, to inspiration from the ever...
And think
There should be a message
there should be words of wisdom so profound your mind reels from the weight of knowledge you just found
It should give you the feels like a jagged edge song
I look at my words and something is wrong
I see no message here
All is a hundred forms of fear
There is no knowledge, no truth apart from validation my mind seeks
Apart from doubts there is nothing that these lips speak
I look to God, to the wisdom of the written word, to inspiration from the ever...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th May 2017 8:51pm
4th May 2017 8:51pm
Sleep, eat, repeat
I'm sorry, could you repeat that?
I was lost watching lazaraus fly in to the sun with his arms outstretched as if he he were a child looking towards his mother for laughter, love and the light that shines in her eyes as she beholds him
I'm sorry, could you say that again?
Did you say I should get out of bed because it's 3pm and I should rip apart the curtains that hide me from the blazing light of a judgemental world, could you please pour some water on the blaze burning within your gaze, this life is mine to waste
Please go away
I'm sorry, could you...
I was lost watching lazaraus fly in to the sun with his arms outstretched as if he he were a child looking towards his mother for laughter, love and the light that shines in her eyes as she beholds him
I'm sorry, could you say that again?
Did you say I should get out of bed because it's 3pm and I should rip apart the curtains that hide me from the blazing light of a judgemental world, could you please pour some water on the blaze burning within your gaze, this life is mine to waste
Please go away
I'm sorry, could you...
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2017 4:40pm
3rd Apr 2017 4:40pm
The meaning in life
She told me she dreamed in poetry for me
she didn't tell me she dreamed of her future with me
She told me I underestimated
How many nights of never ending cuddles
And loving back rubs after hard days at work
And countless greasy take away dinners
Would blossom from the bed we first shared together
She never told me
That I would pour my naked soul into her waiting hands for her to hold like a figment of heaven
To caress and kiss, nurture and treasure
Then place back inside my shell again
bursting with light it had never...
she didn't tell me she dreamed of her future with me
She told me I underestimated
How many nights of never ending cuddles
And loving back rubs after hard days at work
And countless greasy take away dinners
Would blossom from the bed we first shared together
She never told me
That I would pour my naked soul into her waiting hands for her to hold like a figment of heaven
To caress and kiss, nurture and treasure
Then place back inside my shell again
bursting with light it had never...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2016 10:27pm
29th Nov 2016 10:27pm
Holy words
I searched the sky for familiar faces
and listened to oceans for a voice that sings of home
And I always thought that if I held the word of god in my hands
it's weight would pin my soul to the ground
and pour the light of heaven into my eyes
but I struggle to see much heavenly
in anything except escape
If I've had any word of god
That word must be
run
from the past
from the future
run into worlds created by gods no different from me
All achingly flawed
Creators of worlds flawless and whole
the way this one can...
and listened to oceans for a voice that sings of home
And I always thought that if I held the word of god in my hands
it's weight would pin my soul to the ground
and pour the light of heaven into my eyes
but I struggle to see much heavenly
in anything except escape
If I've had any word of god
That word must be
run
from the past
from the future
run into worlds created by gods no different from me
All achingly flawed
Creators of worlds flawless and whole
the way this one can...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Nov 2016 9:09pm
29th Nov 2016 9:09pm
Wanderlust
Bookworm
They call me
They say I'm young
I should go out into the world and see it for myself
Put down the books
Stop reading of worlds other people discovered and go explore the one waiting outside
As if it's such a simple thing
Deciding what In the world I want to see
I have just the one life
And it would take so much longer than one to see all I want to see
To live all of what I want to live
I want to walk the coastlines of every country that perches on the edge of every ocean
Dipping my head in rock pools and hesitating at the mouth...
They call me
They say I'm young
I should go out into the world and see it for myself
Put down the books
Stop reading of worlds other people discovered and go explore the one waiting outside
As if it's such a simple thing
Deciding what In the world I want to see
I have just the one life
And it would take so much longer than one to see all I want to see
To live all of what I want to live
I want to walk the coastlines of every country that perches on the edge of every ocean
Dipping my head in rock pools and hesitating at the mouth...
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ANGER POEM
Published
30th Jun 2016 5:06am
30th Jun 2016 5:06am
The minimum wage blues
Call me a Marxist
but I think that 149 years
is long enough to deduce
that a minimum of wage
for the maximum of my effort
in order to create a surplus of profit
that never quite reaches my pockets
isn't an honest way to live
but there are words for people who think these thoughts
that my effort should result in my reward
and not just in pennies thrown
from such heights that they break my hands as I reach to catch them
some say the system failed
I say it failed me
some say...
but I think that 149 years
is long enough to deduce
that a minimum of wage
for the maximum of my effort
in order to create a surplus of profit
that never quite reaches my pockets
isn't an honest way to live
but there are words for people who think these thoughts
that my effort should result in my reward
and not just in pennies thrown
from such heights that they break my hands as I reach to catch them
some say the system failed
I say it failed me
some say...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Jun 2016 3:01am
27th Jun 2016 3:01am
The only thing that matters
I dream of days that turn to nights with my eyes none the wiser
of windowsills forgotten by all except the siren call of ashtrays
who would choose the world out there
full of rage and greed and so much uncertainty
when in this room bereft of walls there is no room for anything but her
Stretching from wall to wall
She watches
And sees all the things I miss in mirrors
and whispers them
soft enough
you'd beg the air between her lips and your ear to quiet down
There's no place for breathing here
A sigh, a moan, a...
of windowsills forgotten by all except the siren call of ashtrays
who would choose the world out there
full of rage and greed and so much uncertainty
when in this room bereft of walls there is no room for anything but her
Stretching from wall to wall
She watches
And sees all the things I miss in mirrors
and whispers them
soft enough
you'd beg the air between her lips and your ear to quiet down
There's no place for breathing here
A sigh, a moan, a...
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jun 2016 2:50am
19th Jun 2016 2:50am
A swing that doesn't creak
Here we sit
Eyes frosted over
lips frozen in poses as out of place
as apathy in love filled hearts
here we sit
with me unable to put words to the thoughts of you that my mind clings to the way a child holds on to a birthday balloon
in order to remember the day that he felt as cherished as he should be
those thoughts
And that balloon
different sides of the same coin
he can't pull the past into the present
as easily as he can a balloon
I can't turn these images of me and you unburdened from silence into reality
those...
Eyes frosted over
lips frozen in poses as out of place
as apathy in love filled hearts
here we sit
with me unable to put words to the thoughts of you that my mind clings to the way a child holds on to a birthday balloon
in order to remember the day that he felt as cherished as he should be
those thoughts
And that balloon
different sides of the same coin
he can't pull the past into the present
as easily as he can a balloon
I can't turn these images of me and you unburdened from silence into reality
those...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th May 2016 3:44am
4th May 2016 3:44am
Picking sides
Come away from there
Dance in the rain
With puddles singing around you
let the skies wash the old you away
and replace it
with a thing brimming
with the joy behind every smile ever conceived
Filled with the love between the old lovers well practised shy glances
Come away from there
That shadowy corner you've comforted so long, it shuns the sun
There is no light you can bring there
that will last longer than the length of lonely tears
Stand here
With me
Be no longer
the puddle waiting for the sun
become...
Dance in the rain
With puddles singing around you
let the skies wash the old you away
and replace it
with a thing brimming
with the joy behind every smile ever conceived
Filled with the love between the old lovers well practised shy glances
Come away from there
That shadowy corner you've comforted so long, it shuns the sun
There is no light you can bring there
that will last longer than the length of lonely tears
Stand here
With me
Be no longer
the puddle waiting for the sun
become...
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