Submissions by Everavalon
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The serpents tongue is liquid and claims to be wise
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Dec 2022 4:34pm
21st Dec 2022 4:34pm
Seeds of Enlightenment
Step into my mind and you will find the depths of my delusion
Step into my soul for more control to eliminate profusion
Walk with me and you will see
The steps that I've been taking
If you fall behind, just hold the line
Even if the ground is quaking
The ups
The downs
The cross
The crown
The madness I've been feeling
The ins
The outs
The frivolous doubt
These are the cards he's dealing
Feeling empty together?
Dissever the tether
And run as far as you need
Once you are...
Step into my soul for more control to eliminate profusion
Walk with me and you will see
The steps that I've been taking
If you fall behind, just hold the line
Even if the ground is quaking
The ups
The downs
The cross
The crown
The madness I've been feeling
The ins
The outs
The frivolous doubt
These are the cards he's dealing
Feeling empty together?
Dissever the tether
And run as far as you need
Once you are...
#humankind
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7 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Dec 2022 3:52pm
21st Dec 2022 3:52pm
Bipolar
I dine on despair, feed me your wounds
I defile the course of your mind
The candles drip hot
Where repentance is wrought
The framework of the confined
Shovel away this merciless day
Which holds a man to his scheme
Questions have arisen
About this path we have written
Does your ego balk at this dream?
As I flit around, my head can't be found
For it's mesmerized by the decay
I harvest within
The vociferous din
Of the voices spreading dismay
Ideation is laced where clarity lay waste ...
I defile the course of your mind
The candles drip hot
Where repentance is wrought
The framework of the confined
Shovel away this merciless day
Which holds a man to his scheme
Questions have arisen
About this path we have written
Does your ego balk at this dream?
As I flit around, my head can't be found
For it's mesmerized by the decay
I harvest within
The vociferous din
Of the voices spreading dismay
Ideation is laced where clarity lay waste ...
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
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ANGER POEM
Published
20th Dec 2022 10:23pm
20th Dec 2022 10:23pm
Synthetic Lockdown
Conceptual fragility; the seducer of worth
Health be thy wisdom or salt of the earth
My essence, asunder; purveyor of faith
Evil seeps under exposing the wraith
Sanctity of division; a studious mile
Friends turned to enemies; rationale is on trial
Ignorance, a plenty. Devotion a must
It leads with red fury. They follow with lust
Upon its heels, they are amorous. They give all of their soul
But it mechanizes them. It gains full control
I ask them to research. I ask how it came
They look at me bleeding, yet feeling no shame ...
Health be thy wisdom or salt of the earth
My essence, asunder; purveyor of faith
Evil seeps under exposing the wraith
Sanctity of division; a studious mile
Friends turned to enemies; rationale is on trial
Ignorance, a plenty. Devotion a must
It leads with red fury. They follow with lust
Upon its heels, they are amorous. They give all of their soul
But it mechanizes them. It gains full control
I ask them to research. I ask how it came
They look at me bleeding, yet feeling no shame ...
#conflict
#betrayal
#manipulation
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Dec 2022 9:58pm
20th Dec 2022 9:58pm
The Soldier
Confusion surrounds the sentry
He paces, lowering his guard
He steps over the boundaries
Now all that glitters has been marred
He escapes this place, it's empty
Yet there is no room for him there
He walks the line he was meant to
But there's a war been waging there
Hard-bitten, he makes the distance
Lays every feasible path
He imagines his world without blasphemy
Even though he suffers within his wrath
When the fire was left unfettered
There rose up a singular spark
He makes his way...
He paces, lowering his guard
He steps over the boundaries
Now all that glitters has been marred
He escapes this place, it's empty
Yet there is no room for him there
He walks the line he was meant to
But there's a war been waging there
Hard-bitten, he makes the distance
Lays every feasible path
He imagines his world without blasphemy
Even though he suffers within his wrath
When the fire was left unfettered
There rose up a singular spark
He makes his way...
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#escape
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Dec 2022 1:57pm
20th Dec 2022 1:57pm
Ideology
Meddlesome whispers
pushing static through the mind
Is it me?
Am I the sinner
keeping this lie so intertwined
Is it political?
Analytical?
Do I purchase or do I walk?
Do I dance to their music?
Do I talk the penchant talk?
Making enemies with my judgement
oh my words sometimes betray
Do I have the freedom to speak as I want to
or is it your words that I must say
Marginalized?
I am envied
despite lacking wholesome merit
I don't want this cloak you've left me
but you're...
pushing static through the mind
Is it me?
Am I the sinner
keeping this lie so intertwined
Is it political?
Analytical?
Do I purchase or do I walk?
Do I dance to their music?
Do I talk the penchant talk?
Making enemies with my judgement
oh my words sometimes betray
Do I have the freedom to speak as I want to
or is it your words that I must say
Marginalized?
I am envied
despite lacking wholesome merit
I don't want this cloak you've left me
but you're...
#identity
#politics
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Dec 2022 1:43pm
20th Dec 2022 1:43pm
Postmodern Hell
The swindler's sagacious, wicked and anxious
Best prepare a feast of minds
Instrumentally less sheer, weaponizing our fear
He longs to be the key that winds
The puppet has strings and scripts and things
Beholden to the fringe of the law
When mendacity wears down his vestigial crown
His malfeasance is all too raw
Take our spirit, take our means. Start ripping through seams
To lay a base of exclusive profusion
It'll take a weatherworn stroll over a kettle-baked knoll
To infer this noisome...
Best prepare a feast of minds
Instrumentally less sheer, weaponizing our fear
He longs to be the key that winds
The puppet has strings and scripts and things
Beholden to the fringe of the law
When mendacity wears down his vestigial crown
His malfeasance is all too raw
Take our spirit, take our means. Start ripping through seams
To lay a base of exclusive profusion
It'll take a weatherworn stroll over a kettle-baked knoll
To infer this noisome...
#abuse
#politics
#FeelingTrapped
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