Submissions by ElrondSirfalas
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A spaceman , it's what they call me ... uh , earth to kid .
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Nov 2012 7:52pm
24th Nov 2012 7:52pm
Poem Killer
I fell and laughed this morning
Cut my knee and the blood started coming
It stung a bit and I seemed to like it
Licked it dry as my inner poet saw fit
Tasted the bitter sweet flavour;
Resembled a rarity I needed to savour
Beautiful obscurity does well to linger
In spinal cathedrals and outstretched fingers
If beauty is in the eye of the beholder;
Who's to decide if heaven or hell is colder?
The difference between hallucinations and visions;
Or, inferiority in our individual variations?
Cut my knee and the blood started coming
It stung a bit and I seemed to like it
Licked it dry as my inner poet saw fit
Tasted the bitter sweet flavour;
Resembled a rarity I needed to savour
Beautiful obscurity does well to linger
In spinal cathedrals and outstretched fingers
If beauty is in the eye of the beholder;
Who's to decide if heaven or hell is colder?
The difference between hallucinations and visions;
Or, inferiority in our individual variations?
786 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Nov 2012 6:03pm
21st Nov 2012 6:03pm
All In All
I've grown so weary over these bland days
Of derelict caverns in the smiling youth
Engrossed within this perpetual phase
Of this disassociation from will to mouth
Its vain to be kindred with a free spirit
When you're the only person to hear it
These unending conversations with no reply
Have left me content with an arbiter silence
With my questions and answers in short supply
This depravity ridden with failing patience
I could write a fitting quote that is all my own
But,it's better to be stepped on than left all alone
I once heard...
Of derelict caverns in the smiling youth
Engrossed within this perpetual phase
Of this disassociation from will to mouth
Its vain to be kindred with a free spirit
When you're the only person to hear it
These unending conversations with no reply
Have left me content with an arbiter silence
With my questions and answers in short supply
This depravity ridden with failing patience
I could write a fitting quote that is all my own
But,it's better to be stepped on than left all alone
I once heard...
756 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Nov 2012 3:17pm
21st Nov 2012 3:17pm
Sol Luna Endymion
It's happened again
cupid has cycled his laughing cast
Without discretion, displayed in viscous currents
One man finds a mate
through an easy game of chase the scar,
Lazy frowning and statued emotion
Her eyes sparkled in such a kindred flame
Artificially, just as the sad boy does
rebounding desperation on both parts
He as the hermit,with a minimal compassion
She played the role for all affection
Drove her half mad, cutting lonely
A last chance to see him to the dance
pupils strayed off, eating the smoke
For a couple...
cupid has cycled his laughing cast
Without discretion, displayed in viscous currents
One man finds a mate
through an easy game of chase the scar,
Lazy frowning and statued emotion
Her eyes sparkled in such a kindred flame
Artificially, just as the sad boy does
rebounding desperation on both parts
He as the hermit,with a minimal compassion
She played the role for all affection
Drove her half mad, cutting lonely
A last chance to see him to the dance
pupils strayed off, eating the smoke
For a couple...
1128 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Nov 2012 4:13pm
20th Nov 2012 4:13pm
Quilting Obsession
These lost years of loneliness and social depravity
Have left me with nothing except this written tragedy
I sat and watched as the walls of my life crumbled away
Into this contorted sensation twisting through dismay
These ceaseless rememberance sessions screaming inside
A dead fixed stare on old friends taking cyanide
These bonds have come together in such a swift motion
And, just as fast they`ve came to their abrubt destruction
Dispersing any tint of mutual belonging from view
Molding a sad landscape of sighs and failing virtue
Watching as the...
Have left me with nothing except this written tragedy
I sat and watched as the walls of my life crumbled away
Into this contorted sensation twisting through dismay
These ceaseless rememberance sessions screaming inside
A dead fixed stare on old friends taking cyanide
These bonds have come together in such a swift motion
And, just as fast they`ve came to their abrubt destruction
Dispersing any tint of mutual belonging from view
Molding a sad landscape of sighs and failing virtue
Watching as the...
896 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Nov 2012 1:06pm
20th Nov 2012 1:06pm
High Ground
This the inspiration from the same old songs
Painting memories as the sunrise sways to moonlight
Writing out immaculate fantasies in which I long
To see vividly in reality as an endearing sight
Seducing fixated thoughts into a surrealist abstract
A senseless halucination seperated from common fact
Spilling out vague accounts of thoughts days before
Monotonous literal interpretations of living dreams
Dwindling epiphanies leaking from persepections pore
Forgotten pieces of satisfaction that we can`t redeem
Except on these tattered memoires I`ve come...
Painting memories as the sunrise sways to moonlight
Writing out immaculate fantasies in which I long
To see vividly in reality as an endearing sight
Seducing fixated thoughts into a surrealist abstract
A senseless halucination seperated from common fact
Spilling out vague accounts of thoughts days before
Monotonous literal interpretations of living dreams
Dwindling epiphanies leaking from persepections pore
Forgotten pieces of satisfaction that we can`t redeem
Except on these tattered memoires I`ve come...
819 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Nov 2012 11:32pm
19th Nov 2012 11:32pm
Die With A Smile
This the first time we've seen eye to eye
You've stepped down a peg or two
Just to look at what I would do
You thought you'd find me or some other guy
Staring back with a beautiful world
Where loving desperation had unfurled
Into much more than an absent conversation
Where so many words go unsaid
And we both just lay in bed
Dreaming of us both in perfect communication
Still with so few fitting words to find
For how it feels to have our hearts intertwined
We hold so little ways to convey what we feel
Except for the silence and...
You've stepped down a peg or two
Just to look at what I would do
You thought you'd find me or some other guy
Staring back with a beautiful world
Where loving desperation had unfurled
Into much more than an absent conversation
Where so many words go unsaid
And we both just lay in bed
Dreaming of us both in perfect communication
Still with so few fitting words to find
For how it feels to have our hearts intertwined
We hold so little ways to convey what we feel
Except for the silence and...
909 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Nov 2012 10:20pm
19th Nov 2012 10:20pm
Comfort
I can't stand this fragile state of mind
A blinding vision of how life is supposed to be
Seeing nothing but what's between the lines
Stuttering twitches from a peripheral fantasy
Rising every morning with a new friend to find
Death exists in sleep and dwells in lifes' design
We're walking in our own shoes with someone elses eyes
Mirrors gaze back with a hysterical laugh from reailty
A weakening sight that the proud could never realize
Or the smirking girls who get off on their honesty
We're all hung up on something that helps us play this game...
A blinding vision of how life is supposed to be
Seeing nothing but what's between the lines
Stuttering twitches from a peripheral fantasy
Rising every morning with a new friend to find
Death exists in sleep and dwells in lifes' design
We're walking in our own shoes with someone elses eyes
Mirrors gaze back with a hysterical laugh from reailty
A weakening sight that the proud could never realize
Or the smirking girls who get off on their honesty
We're all hung up on something that helps us play this game...
685 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Nov 2012 3:30pm
19th Nov 2012 3:30pm
People People
Polyester smiles so frail and dainty
Make up theatrics kept thick and daily
It's all first glance and imaginary portraits
A bright foreground on deep heart puppets
The new day brings us back to the start
Naked infants with sleepy eyes and lost art
A stretch of fantasy sets up another quest
To be someone pretty with a checkered vest
Strap up with proud laces and the darkest shades
Meet with the people that the new scene made
Speak a familiar tongue that we learned yesterday
Never ask the questions that are too gay to say
Playing...
Make up theatrics kept thick and daily
It's all first glance and imaginary portraits
A bright foreground on deep heart puppets
The new day brings us back to the start
Naked infants with sleepy eyes and lost art
A stretch of fantasy sets up another quest
To be someone pretty with a checkered vest
Strap up with proud laces and the darkest shades
Meet with the people that the new scene made
Speak a familiar tongue that we learned yesterday
Never ask the questions that are too gay to say
Playing...
778 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Nov 2012 8:05pm
18th Nov 2012 8:05pm
Reanimate The Dead
Where were we when you quit the sound?
Caught in distance while you hung around
Encased inside of our own menial pursuit
Flaunting desperation as a constant survival
As you battled death in your combat boots
There is no glory with fate as your rival
What were you seeing in your distorted mind?
As you ate your last words and ecstaticly dined
At the chemical festival of illusions' absorbtion
How far did your gaze stroll onto the other side?
did you meet with an end or the start of damnation?
In which lonely drawer do your dreams now reside?...
Caught in distance while you hung around
Encased inside of our own menial pursuit
Flaunting desperation as a constant survival
As you battled death in your combat boots
There is no glory with fate as your rival
What were you seeing in your distorted mind?
As you ate your last words and ecstaticly dined
At the chemical festival of illusions' absorbtion
How far did your gaze stroll onto the other side?
did you meet with an end or the start of damnation?
In which lonely drawer do your dreams now reside?...
859 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Nov 2012 7:38pm
18th Nov 2012 7:38pm
A Textbook Pang
The softest touch of a loving friend
To the deepest gash from a charaded blade
Where does blissful sensation make its end;
Converting to the obtrusive pain enfilade?
A subtle ambience from a serene musician
To the daily news of grief and casualty
When do loving whispers of mutual affection;
Fade into a harsh scolding from authority?
An untasted sweetness of rare delicacy
To the sour lingering of bitter temptation
How does the favoured indulgences' nuancy;
Shift to a bland routine of daily recreation?
A picturesque sight of...
To the deepest gash from a charaded blade
Where does blissful sensation make its end;
Converting to the obtrusive pain enfilade?
A subtle ambience from a serene musician
To the daily news of grief and casualty
When do loving whispers of mutual affection;
Fade into a harsh scolding from authority?
An untasted sweetness of rare delicacy
To the sour lingering of bitter temptation
How does the favoured indulgences' nuancy;
Shift to a bland routine of daily recreation?
A picturesque sight of...
863 reads
2 Comments
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