Submissions by DystopianMelody
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Here lie some words. They will be remembered.
Holding breath
You
my moonlit night
my lovely breeze of summer days
born of sighs
cradled within a lovers breath
as they wait poised upon a kiss
I wait for you
as mountains wait for summers touch
hold me close
you summer breeze
that bears the fruits of life
I wait for the hitch of hurt held close to your heart
that once let go
becomes the wind
To brush against my lashes
and smooth my furrowed brow once more
from where you sigh
the fullness of this world away
my moonlit night
my lovely breeze of summer days
born of sighs
cradled within a lovers breath
as they wait poised upon a kiss
I wait for you
as mountains wait for summers touch
hold me close
you summer breeze
that bears the fruits of life
I wait for the hitch of hurt held close to your heart
that once let go
becomes the wind
To brush against my lashes
and smooth my furrowed brow once more
from where you sigh
the fullness of this world away
#love
#holiday
#travel #separation
#travel #separation
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Not Again
I’m traveling the world
Living with love
And showing her as much as I can
That my smile has deeper roots now
I smile at least once a day
And I’ve learned to let shit slide
The way it likes to
I don’t believe in bliss
Or happily ever afters
But karmas swung my way
at least a couple times
It’s always there though
Lingering
Like blood on shirt collars
Never pure white again
She’s always there
wether I know I need her or not
A hand to pull me back
A word for me to lean on
A...
Living with love
And showing her as much as I can
That my smile has deeper roots now
I smile at least once a day
And I’ve learned to let shit slide
The way it likes to
I don’t believe in bliss
Or happily ever afters
But karmas swung my way
at least a couple times
It’s always there though
Lingering
Like blood on shirt collars
Never pure white again
She’s always there
wether I know I need her or not
A hand to pull me back
A word for me to lean on
A...
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A little death
I don’t have time to write
I don’t have time to trap emotions
Stretch and pin them to blank paper
Like specimens
Here is what I felt today
Look and marvel
No
As much as I try
I can’t see what’s missing
I see the empty rows
where heavy words should squat
Instead I look at blankness and smell the acrid smoke of artificial things
Like bloody gaps felt by a probing tongue
Things used to live here
Feelings used to die here
Impaled by pen as if by sword
Now...
I don’t have time to trap emotions
Stretch and pin them to blank paper
Like specimens
Here is what I felt today
Look and marvel
No
As much as I try
I can’t see what’s missing
I see the empty rows
where heavy words should squat
Instead I look at blankness and smell the acrid smoke of artificial things
Like bloody gaps felt by a probing tongue
Things used to live here
Feelings used to die here
Impaled by pen as if by sword
Now...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#shadows
#metaphor
#StreamOfConsciousness
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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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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...
#love
#grief
#relationships
#shadows
#SelfWorth
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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