Submissions by Gover
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Mar 2018 2:31am
15th Mar 2018 2:31am
Questions for a love not yet met
Do you sing in the shower
Do you stop to smell the flowers
Do you ever get sad
What makes you gleeful and glad
Do you ever stop and wonder if we are alone in this universe
Do you often curse
What are your aspirations, what are your dreams
Is the universe as it seems
Do you like dogs
Can you look at a map and point to prague
What's your deepest fear
What brings you to tears
What shade of green is your favorite
What kind of foods make you stop and savor it
Where do you go when the...
Do you stop to smell the flowers
Do you ever get sad
What makes you gleeful and glad
Do you ever stop and wonder if we are alone in this universe
Do you often curse
What are your aspirations, what are your dreams
Is the universe as it seems
Do you like dogs
Can you look at a map and point to prague
What's your deepest fear
What brings you to tears
What shade of green is your favorite
What kind of foods make you stop and savor it
Where do you go when the...
#love
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Mar 2018 2:10am
15th Mar 2018 2:10am
Red Desert
A darkening sky chases the sun into exile in the west, sending the sun to its daily death
I sit in a dessert witnessing this dastardly chase, a look of awe fresh on my face
The sand stands in countless little mountains, constantly shifting in the wind, shrinking and growing in an endless cycle of wax and wain
The sun, falling from grace, paints the landscape with its blood turning the sand a vibrant red as it descends into the desserts plain
The sun, in its glorious demise, choses a few thousand lucky bits of sand to inherit its light, creating a field of stars...
I sit in a dessert witnessing this dastardly chase, a look of awe fresh on my face
The sand stands in countless little mountains, constantly shifting in the wind, shrinking and growing in an endless cycle of wax and wain
The sun, falling from grace, paints the landscape with its blood turning the sand a vibrant red as it descends into the desserts plain
The sun, in its glorious demise, choses a few thousand lucky bits of sand to inherit its light, creating a field of stars...
#nature
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Mar 2018 11:07pm
4th Mar 2018 11:07pm
A Symphony Never Meant to be Played. {WIP}
I sat in silence with the void to my front and the world to my back. From the void emerges something i cannot comprehend. An entire band of faceless musicians with a shadowy conductor at their head. They surround me, filling the void. Upon seeing them i think my problems are solved, what was once empty is now filled, what had seemed to be lost was found, i did not know how wrong i was.
The conductor raises a batton that does not yet exist, signalling a orchestra that shouldn't be alive to start playing a symphony never meant to be played. A cacophonous sound roars slowly from the...
The conductor raises a batton that does not yet exist, signalling a orchestra that shouldn't be alive to start playing a symphony never meant to be played. A cacophonous sound roars slowly from the...
#dark
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Mar 2018 12:23pm
4th Mar 2018 12:23pm
the past has perished
The past has perished,
the future is in peril
And we are all left in the present,
mourning those who came before
and praying for those who come after
We have dug our own grave
But we refuse to get in it
We have doomed ourselves
But we refuse to acknowledge it
After all, why face reality when the fantasy is so much prettier
the future is in peril
And we are all left in the present,
mourning those who came before
and praying for those who come after
We have dug our own grave
But we refuse to get in it
We have doomed ourselves
But we refuse to acknowledge it
After all, why face reality when the fantasy is so much prettier
#nature
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Feb 2018 10:20pm
26th Feb 2018 10:20pm
Hell
I don't wanna go to hell, but if i do
I wanna go with you
Down to damnation, hand in hand
We’ll walk through the gates together, it’ll be grand
Burning eternally
Together infernally
I wanna go with you
Down to damnation, hand in hand
We’ll walk through the gates together, it’ll be grand
Burning eternally
Together infernally
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Feb 2018 00:31am
26th Feb 2018 00:31am
Tears Of Light
They started to cry and I didnt know why, but down her face rolled tears of light. These tears of light were o so bright they illuminated my soul showing me what was wrong and what was right, and what I saw gave me a quite a fright for I saw on my immortal being a wicked blight. My soul was an evil expanse, a demonic dessert, devoid of good and proper morals. I saw something in myself so large so strong, I knew it would win, it was something I simply couldn't fight for I had not the might. I then realized it was I who had made them cry, I who had hurt them and made a piece of them die. This...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Feb 2018 4:08am
25th Feb 2018 4:08am
Burn
Your mouth was full of fire
My heart was full of hydrogen
Ready to burn at you first sense of ire
You stand over me like some great leviathan
You are ready to burst like some great gyser
You are ready to take me out with a bullet to my head like some rifleman
I fear you and revere you
I want to be near you yet that’s not clear to you
My heart was full of hydrogen
Ready to burn at you first sense of ire
You stand over me like some great leviathan
You are ready to burst like some great gyser
You are ready to take me out with a bullet to my head like some rifleman
I fear you and revere you
I want to be near you yet that’s not clear to you
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2018 2:37am
23rd Feb 2018 2:37am
What?
My inner thoughts are like a pendulum
My emotions going back and forth, side to side
One minute I am in a state of bellum,
the next I love them like my own bride
I know not what's going on with the emotions of my soul not how to feel them
I'm so lost, so confused, not sure how much longer I can abide.
My thoughts are a river that ebbs and flows at random and I am simply just going along
I'm breaking apart, irreversibly and it seems there no one in which I can confide
At times I am at peace and others my...
My emotions going back and forth, side to side
One minute I am in a state of bellum,
the next I love them like my own bride
I know not what's going on with the emotions of my soul not how to feel them
I'm so lost, so confused, not sure how much longer I can abide.
My thoughts are a river that ebbs and flows at random and I am simply just going along
I'm breaking apart, irreversibly and it seems there no one in which I can confide
At times I am at peace and others my...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2018 2:26am
22nd Feb 2018 2:26am
Moon
As long as there is a moon
As long as there are stars above
As long as the sun stays burning in the sky
As long as pigs never fly i will think of you
As long as things fall down
As long as fish don't drown
As long as brides wear gowns
As long as true love is always found I will think of you
As long as there a fire in you eyes
As long as you love me
As long as we can just be
As long as two and one make three I will think of you
As long as fire is hot
As long as ropes make knots
As long as rabbits hop ...
As long as there are stars above
As long as the sun stays burning in the sky
As long as pigs never fly i will think of you
As long as things fall down
As long as fish don't drown
As long as brides wear gowns
As long as true love is always found I will think of you
As long as there a fire in you eyes
As long as you love me
As long as we can just be
As long as two and one make three I will think of you
As long as fire is hot
As long as ropes make knots
As long as rabbits hop ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2018 2:24am
22nd Feb 2018 2:24am
A March
A march
Of men
Holding
A box.
It is
Hoisted
Upon
Their arms.
They all
Wear black
And all
Look sad.
A dirge
Plays on
It does
Not stop
They march
And march
Can't stop
Wont stop
They reach
The spot
Where they
Must stop
They place
The box
Into
A hole
Around
The hole
There are
Others
They cry
And cry
They just
Cant stop
A loved
One lost
A life
Ended ...
Of men
Holding
A box.
It is
Hoisted
Upon
Their arms.
They all
Wear black
And all
Look sad.
A dirge
Plays on
It does
Not stop
They march
And march
Can't stop
Wont stop
They reach
The spot
Where they
Must stop
They place
The box
Into
A hole
Around
The hole
There are
Others
They cry
And cry
They just
Cant stop
A loved
One lost
A life
Ended ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Feb 2018 00:36am
21st Feb 2018 00:36am
A godly dog
A godly dog
A dogly god
A dogly god
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Feb 2018 00:35am
21st Feb 2018 00:35am
Can't you see?
Can't you see?
It's all falling apart
No more churning, no more turning
Just collapsing and falling free
My mind is racing no time to worry about my now withered heart
Because everything I have build is bursting and burning
I just want to be me
But I have to get it correct, I have to get it right, I have to hit the bullseye with my dart
I'm expected to do great things, to keep learning and earning
It's all so much I need to escape, I need to flee
Just a little more and I feel my cold dead body will be taken out on a...
It's all falling apart
No more churning, no more turning
Just collapsing and falling free
My mind is racing no time to worry about my now withered heart
Because everything I have build is bursting and burning
I just want to be me
But I have to get it correct, I have to get it right, I have to hit the bullseye with my dart
I'm expected to do great things, to keep learning and earning
It's all so much I need to escape, I need to flee
Just a little more and I feel my cold dead body will be taken out on a...
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