Submissions by Eccentric
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I mangle the fence of finding self or simple letting those sleeping dogs rest...
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Mar 2013 3:56pm
24th Mar 2013 3:56pm
Our thing...
Like A lifetime ago, somewhere in a moment
waiting to be found and plucked from a strand
of imperfection ,his aura was an unknown shade
of purple that allowed my fingers to draw his
form in the shape of a spear, and I could feel
him piercing my flesh,as I was taking my last
breath, he became my heartbeat found within the
beauty of his masculinity ... calling me like the
flame does the moth..
I was trapped within the wonder of his eyes
looking pass the now to a distant future...
seeing us somewhere in between now and then, ...
waiting to be found and plucked from a strand
of imperfection ,his aura was an unknown shade
of purple that allowed my fingers to draw his
form in the shape of a spear, and I could feel
him piercing my flesh,as I was taking my last
breath, he became my heartbeat found within the
beauty of his masculinity ... calling me like the
flame does the moth..
I was trapped within the wonder of his eyes
looking pass the now to a distant future...
seeing us somewhere in between now and then, ...
785 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Mar 2013 4:28am
24th Mar 2013 4:28am
Bleeding Life Tears
669 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2013 6:32am
23rd Mar 2013 6:32am
Whisper
Yelling for hours… over and OVER and OVER… Again and Again
and AGAIN…why did you come...What is your purpose?
What pains will you inflict this time around?
Shall it be a simple prick from your dart?
Will it penetrate deeper passing through bone,
Embedded itself behind the heart?…
Will it please thee if it was known that no bones remain?
slim is the picking , for black were the birds that prayed and preyed
upon skin.. . Eating from numb flesh what was left in your wake..
Would it...
and AGAIN…why did you come...What is your purpose?
What pains will you inflict this time around?
Shall it be a simple prick from your dart?
Will it penetrate deeper passing through bone,
Embedded itself behind the heart?…
Will it please thee if it was known that no bones remain?
slim is the picking , for black were the birds that prayed and preyed
upon skin.. . Eating from numb flesh what was left in your wake..
Would it...
603 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2013 4:51am
22nd Mar 2013 4:51am
The One that got away
She shined like a diamond , dangling from
my eyelids neck pining away for a place to
rest her weary lone sea. Casting our reflection
in her river of corroded memories,how easy it
will be to erase us with her descend.
for once she reaches her destiny no others
shall follow. She will forever be another
track on my life map. Not a detour but a
small bump in my road that left a small
portion of him on my surface. Like a reminder
to slow down or side step this small imperfection.
In her calming wake she will feel almost
like a lost...
my eyelids neck pining away for a place to
rest her weary lone sea. Casting our reflection
in her river of corroded memories,how easy it
will be to erase us with her descend.
for once she reaches her destiny no others
shall follow. She will forever be another
track on my life map. Not a detour but a
small bump in my road that left a small
portion of him on my surface. Like a reminder
to slow down or side step this small imperfection.
In her calming wake she will feel almost
like a lost...
2288 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
21st Mar 2013 8:11pm
21st Mar 2013 8:11pm
Sui Caedere
She welcome me maimed and mangle, a forgotten corpus
reeking of stale cigarettes and 80 proof.... pucker lines
stretch horizontality along wrist...misprints from a game
of freeze tag.. frozen on chocolate canvas as a reminder
of what gave birth to me... I Eccentric...
Here in the realm of never was, head bowed, sword thrust
deep within the carbonized remains of a forgotten me
spit from agonies austere womb on that dark night
these many moons ago..
When life mucus choked and gagged her cries
I ascended,consumed her scars and pains like...
reeking of stale cigarettes and 80 proof.... pucker lines
stretch horizontality along wrist...misprints from a game
of freeze tag.. frozen on chocolate canvas as a reminder
of what gave birth to me... I Eccentric...
Here in the realm of never was, head bowed, sword thrust
deep within the carbonized remains of a forgotten me
spit from agonies austere womb on that dark night
these many moons ago..
When life mucus choked and gagged her cries
I ascended,consumed her scars and pains like...
778 reads
3 Comments
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