Submissions by Genesis (Genesis Sutcliff)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
What ever I write, it comes from the experiences I´ve lived.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Nov 2012 2:02am
20th Nov 2012 2:02am
The river
Sitting.
Thinking.
Meditating.
Listening to my breathing.
Slowly inhaling,
The scents of the morning.
The sweet scent,
Of freshly fallen leaves,
And with a hint of a recent rain.
I sit under a willow,
The tree of dreams,
By a river,
So crystalline and pure,
With a song so sweet and soothing,
It lulls the soul to a calm and peaceful time.
Slowly exhaling,
I breathe out my harmful memories.
All my mistakes, all my regrets,
Evaporate in the breeze.
Awakening,
I slowly walk into the river,
The...
Thinking.
Meditating.
Listening to my breathing.
Slowly inhaling,
The scents of the morning.
The sweet scent,
Of freshly fallen leaves,
And with a hint of a recent rain.
I sit under a willow,
The tree of dreams,
By a river,
So crystalline and pure,
With a song so sweet and soothing,
It lulls the soul to a calm and peaceful time.
Slowly exhaling,
I breathe out my harmful memories.
All my mistakes, all my regrets,
Evaporate in the breeze.
Awakening,
I slowly walk into the river,
The...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Nov 2012 3:45am
18th Nov 2012 3:45am
Romantic scene no. 1
(Note- It's not hardcore/that explicit, but I didn't know what other category to put it in)
The smell of lavender,
Hints in the air,
As we lie next to each other.
Your head upon my right shoulder,
My arm around your shoulders,
As we gaze upon the dark, starry sky.
I reach over,
And grab a strawberry.
I look into your eyes,
Holding it gently on your lips.
Eating half,
And I the other,
We hold our gaze.
Leaning in to kiss your tender lips,
You stop me with a finger.
Then push me on my back,
Climbing on top,
And...
The smell of lavender,
Hints in the air,
As we lie next to each other.
Your head upon my right shoulder,
My arm around your shoulders,
As we gaze upon the dark, starry sky.
I reach over,
And grab a strawberry.
I look into your eyes,
Holding it gently on your lips.
Eating half,
And I the other,
We hold our gaze.
Leaning in to kiss your tender lips,
You stop me with a finger.
Then push me on my back,
Climbing on top,
And...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Nov 2012 1:13am
15th Nov 2012 1:13am
The kiss
Sitting in front of you,
I softly tell you about your beauty.
My legs crossing yours,
And our hands holding,
Never breaking eye contact.
"Your eyes.
I could gaze upon them for the rest of my days!
Those deep brown eyes,
Which contrast to your caramel skin so perfectly,
I wouldn't doubt it if Aphrodite herself blessed you.
Your smile, so pure and innocent,
Fits ever so perfectly.
And your soft silken hair,
Falls with such grace."
Then, softly moving my hand,
I caress your delicate face,
Down the...
I softly tell you about your beauty.
My legs crossing yours,
And our hands holding,
Never breaking eye contact.
"Your eyes.
I could gaze upon them for the rest of my days!
Those deep brown eyes,
Which contrast to your caramel skin so perfectly,
I wouldn't doubt it if Aphrodite herself blessed you.
Your smile, so pure and innocent,
Fits ever so perfectly.
And your soft silken hair,
Falls with such grace."
Then, softly moving my hand,
I caress your delicate face,
Down the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Nov 2012 2:41am
13th Nov 2012 2:41am
A sad reminiscence
Blue.
Deep blue fading into shades of yellow.
Yellow.
Silent yellow melding with rays of orange.
Orange.
Intense orange infusing with glows of red.
Red.
Passionate red leaking into the centre of the blue.
Blue.
It reflects all the colors from the broad sky.
That blue ocean,
Weaved with the colors of the sunset.
Laying down upon the sand,
So cool on my back,
The southern winds keeping me warm,
As I stare,
Into that sunset I shall never forget.
A tall pillar of rocks at the shore,
Holds a...
Deep blue fading into shades of yellow.
Yellow.
Silent yellow melding with rays of orange.
Orange.
Intense orange infusing with glows of red.
Red.
Passionate red leaking into the centre of the blue.
Blue.
It reflects all the colors from the broad sky.
That blue ocean,
Weaved with the colors of the sunset.
Laying down upon the sand,
So cool on my back,
The southern winds keeping me warm,
As I stare,
Into that sunset I shall never forget.
A tall pillar of rocks at the shore,
Holds a...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Nov 2012 1:29am
11th Nov 2012 1:29am
The love of my life
From one love to the next,
One thing was constant.
My love.
From one love to the next,
One thing was missing.
Their love.
Now?
May they find better lives with another,
That's who they love more, right?
"So you had a baby and the "daddy" ran off?
It's not my kid, we're just friends remember?"
Yet I can not help feeling lost.
My last girlfriend,
Dumped me for my best friend.
Now?
I have found a new love.
Though it kills me slowly,
I find it better than any of them.
It drowns away no...
One thing was constant.
My love.
From one love to the next,
One thing was missing.
Their love.
Now?
May they find better lives with another,
That's who they love more, right?
"So you had a baby and the "daddy" ran off?
It's not my kid, we're just friends remember?"
Yet I can not help feeling lost.
My last girlfriend,
Dumped me for my best friend.
Now?
I have found a new love.
Though it kills me slowly,
I find it better than any of them.
It drowns away no...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
1st Nov 2012 2:07am
1st Nov 2012 2:07am
Happy Samhain!
The year is finally coming to a close,
I reminisce, as I stop strumming upon my guitar.
I gaze at the sunset from my hill-top perch,
I listen as the crickets start to sing.
Then I remember a song I've heard before,
"Cartouche" by Blackmore's Night,
And play it softly, tasting each lyric,
As if I were never to sing it again.
I place my candle infront of me,
And finally manage to light it.
Staring at the flame dancing against the breeze,
My thoughts wander around.
/I can't believe it's finally here!
I can't believe it's...
I reminisce, as I stop strumming upon my guitar.
I gaze at the sunset from my hill-top perch,
I listen as the crickets start to sing.
Then I remember a song I've heard before,
"Cartouche" by Blackmore's Night,
And play it softly, tasting each lyric,
As if I were never to sing it again.
I place my candle infront of me,
And finally manage to light it.
Staring at the flame dancing against the breeze,
My thoughts wander around.
/I can't believe it's finally here!
I can't believe it's...
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DARK POEM
Published
24th Oct 2012 2:47am
24th Oct 2012 2:47am
Empty house
My life,
Was a masquerade,
Until I closed the curtain,
For good.
All I wanted to say,
Was I was sorry.
I was sorry about what I last said,
Back in seventh grade.
Those malditas palabras.
"I don't care."
(the falling of the lead)
Little did I know,
Those were the last words I'd say to you.
Little did I know,
You just wanted to be loved.
Little did you know,
You would be my last thought.
(one last twist)
As the knife presses closer each night,
As the gun clicks easier each time,
As the pills...
Was a masquerade,
Until I closed the curtain,
For good.
All I wanted to say,
Was I was sorry.
I was sorry about what I last said,
Back in seventh grade.
Those malditas palabras.
"I don't care."
(the falling of the lead)
Little did I know,
Those were the last words I'd say to you.
Little did I know,
You just wanted to be loved.
Little did you know,
You would be my last thought.
(one last twist)
As the knife presses closer each night,
As the gun clicks easier each time,
As the pills...
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Oct 2012 3:05am
17th Oct 2012 3:05am
Painting a mask
If I were to walk outside,
Who would I see?
Should I hide inside?
What will become of me?
(Who gives an actual damn about me?)
If I were to scream at the top of my voice,
"I'M RIGHT HERE!"
Would anyone notice my fear?
Would anyone value me if I made a choice?
(here come the demons again...)
Mouth wide open,
Eyes clenched shut,
Fists balled up,
I scream just to feel better.
Does it work? Not really,
(they wash over me...)
Like a spark to a barrel of gunpowder and C4,
My whole body blasts off into...
Who would I see?
Should I hide inside?
What will become of me?
(Who gives an actual damn about me?)
If I were to scream at the top of my voice,
"I'M RIGHT HERE!"
Would anyone notice my fear?
Would anyone value me if I made a choice?
(here come the demons again...)
Mouth wide open,
Eyes clenched shut,
Fists balled up,
I scream just to feel better.
Does it work? Not really,
(they wash over me...)
Like a spark to a barrel of gunpowder and C4,
My whole body blasts off into...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2012 1:53am
16th Oct 2012 1:53am
The cracks /on my statue/
It starts off so innocent and sweet,
The heart is prime and ready.
This feeling is rocking my feet,
I can keep this going steady...
So I thought.
Now, there's no us.
We were united,
Like I am now with Bacchus.
The first cracks have been sighted.
/They lie at the ankles./
I thought I could keep you,
But I guess I was wrong.
The trees and seas have lost their hue.
How long will I be able to keep strong?
I see few more cracks I haven't noticed before.
/they climb to my hips/
I've been through this before,
But why...
The heart is prime and ready.
This feeling is rocking my feet,
I can keep this going steady...
So I thought.
Now, there's no us.
We were united,
Like I am now with Bacchus.
The first cracks have been sighted.
/They lie at the ankles./
I thought I could keep you,
But I guess I was wrong.
The trees and seas have lost their hue.
How long will I be able to keep strong?
I see few more cracks I haven't noticed before.
/they climb to my hips/
I've been through this before,
But why...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Oct 2012 5:35am
12th Oct 2012 5:35am
The real me
I once wrote a poem about love,
though I've long lost the paper.
It was one as graceful as the dove.
Now I find that I hate her.
You see, love is not a game,
You should never roll the dice.
For all you know, the one you met online,
and the one you hold now,
Are realy the same?
Could there be a heart as cold as that ice?
Cynical you, she does not see the web has a spider.
She could never know that it was not you answering the calls.
You can never tell her,
He was you.
And now, like a good "friend",
you take...
though I've long lost the paper.
It was one as graceful as the dove.
Now I find that I hate her.
You see, love is not a game,
You should never roll the dice.
For all you know, the one you met online,
and the one you hold now,
Are realy the same?
Could there be a heart as cold as that ice?
Cynical you, she does not see the web has a spider.
She could never know that it was not you answering the calls.
You can never tell her,
He was you.
And now, like a good "friend",
you take...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Oct 2012 4:40am
5th Oct 2012 4:40am
To: A dear friend
Why do you cry, troubled soul?
Why do you weep, broken heart?
Is it for the hole?
The one so void of love and art?
He took it with him, did he not?
He left shamelessly, did he not?
Why do you still mourn for him?
It will be him that YOU forgot.
I know, dear friend, of the things that were said.
Promises of happiness and joy.
I know, dear friend, of the things that he led.
Of the picnics and pictures he employed.
Listen to my advice.
Forget him and his fantasies.
Don't cry and be strong.
Cutting will not help,...
Why do you weep, broken heart?
Is it for the hole?
The one so void of love and art?
He took it with him, did he not?
He left shamelessly, did he not?
Why do you still mourn for him?
It will be him that YOU forgot.
I know, dear friend, of the things that were said.
Promises of happiness and joy.
I know, dear friend, of the things that he led.
Of the picnics and pictures he employed.
Listen to my advice.
Forget him and his fantasies.
Don't cry and be strong.
Cutting will not help,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Oct 2012 4:23am
1st Oct 2012 4:23am
The right person(?)
Please, tell me something.
This question has me burning,
With the fury of the flames.
The very thought sends my stomach churning.
Could I ever leave?
I'm suffocating, so please.
All my prayers have been but scabs on my knees.
Would it be alright,
To leave?
I'm always dreaming of the trees,
Pure green against the deep blue sky.
I want to be deep in love,
Just holding her and feeling the ocean breeze.
Would it be ok,
To search for my own happiness?
To run away I mean,
And find the scene full of gleam.
I...
This question has me burning,
With the fury of the flames.
The very thought sends my stomach churning.
Could I ever leave?
I'm suffocating, so please.
All my prayers have been but scabs on my knees.
Would it be alright,
To leave?
I'm always dreaming of the trees,
Pure green against the deep blue sky.
I want to be deep in love,
Just holding her and feeling the ocean breeze.
Would it be ok,
To search for my own happiness?
To run away I mean,
And find the scene full of gleam.
I...
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