Submissions by Grace (IDryad)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Jan 2012 10:51pm
25th Jan 2012 10:51pm
The first break
Awakening to a World
that bloomed as innocence fades
Ripped of trusts this chest did mourn
The loss of love, of hopes withheld
All of thirteen great rains
My heart was shattered
Smashed and blasted
By the man whom I loved;
For he chose another
So much more tender
with the face of an angel
and the mind of a whore.
The years have flown
The time have gone
Memories linger unfettered
A broken heart, and lost dreams
Lies still within
Hopes to awaken once again
that bloomed as innocence fades
Ripped of trusts this chest did mourn
The loss of love, of hopes withheld
All of thirteen great rains
My heart was shattered
Smashed and blasted
By the man whom I loved;
For he chose another
So much more tender
with the face of an angel
and the mind of a whore.
The years have flown
The time have gone
Memories linger unfettered
A broken heart, and lost dreams
Lies still within
Hopes to awaken once again
757 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Jan 2012 2:06pm
25th Jan 2012 2:06pm
In the circle of cycles
On that desert sand dune
of the landscape of my mind
I watch you stand
at the other side of the river
looking away from me
Loneliness personified
How do I remember you
O my beloved
you left to traverse
the shifting universe
of life and death and life
again, eons ago
You are etched in a blazing memory
seared into my soul
like a possesive brand
Worshiped like a minor god
Prayed to, for and with
memories stoked like fire
I follow you through the cycle
looking out, finding out ...
of the landscape of my mind
I watch you stand
at the other side of the river
looking away from me
Loneliness personified
How do I remember you
O my beloved
you left to traverse
the shifting universe
of life and death and life
again, eons ago
You are etched in a blazing memory
seared into my soul
like a possesive brand
Worshiped like a minor god
Prayed to, for and with
memories stoked like fire
I follow you through the cycle
looking out, finding out ...
840 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Jan 2012 9:36pm
24th Jan 2012 9:36pm
Suicide Note
I really should not
But I will
Fly from this building tonight
It will be such a thrill
Down below I see the lights
Little things, miniatures
Rushing cars and streetlights
People rushing by with their dreams
Ambitions and achievements
Triumphs and accomplishments
I have none of those
I am a non-entity
I do not exist
I am nothing
I am no one
And this little shred of humanity
Should be destroyed
I stand poised on this ledge
Looking down before I fly
I think about what led ...
But I will
Fly from this building tonight
It will be such a thrill
Down below I see the lights
Little things, miniatures
Rushing cars and streetlights
People rushing by with their dreams
Ambitions and achievements
Triumphs and accomplishments
I have none of those
I am a non-entity
I do not exist
I am nothing
I am no one
And this little shred of humanity
Should be destroyed
I stand poised on this ledge
Looking down before I fly
I think about what led ...
937 reads
13 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Jan 2012 1:11am
24th Jan 2012 1:11am
Hell
Hell to a mother
..Is to watch her child
Gasping for breath
Fighting death
In extreme illness
Hell to a father
…is watch his son
Fight addiction
Become aids bed ridden
Waiting for the end
Hell to a sister
…is watch her sister
Raped and sold
In the market of prostitution
Waiting for a distress phone call
Hell to a brother
…is watch his brother
Gunned down by unknown
People, for mistakes
He could avoid
Hell to a lover
…is watch his beloved
In another man’s arms ...
..Is to watch her child
Gasping for breath
Fighting death
In extreme illness
Hell to a father
…is watch his son
Fight addiction
Become aids bed ridden
Waiting for the end
Hell to a sister
…is watch her sister
Raped and sold
In the market of prostitution
Waiting for a distress phone call
Hell to a brother
…is watch his brother
Gunned down by unknown
People, for mistakes
He could avoid
Hell to a lover
…is watch his beloved
In another man’s arms ...
880 reads
11 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2012 10:17pm
23rd Jan 2012 10:17pm
Autumn
Autumn leaves falling in drifts
Flying with the will of the wind
The brown confetti from the trees
Fall aimless to the ground
As I sit here on this park bench
I feel the chill of the evening air
And I shiver
I hug myself as the cold starts
In, to biting ice in my old bones
I pull my cardigan closer
And snuggle in its warm embrace
My arthritic hands twinge
I grimace and wince
At its throbbing pain
Pretty passersby look at me
A snigger, bouts of laughter
A pointing finger
Look at the crone, how ugly ...
Flying with the will of the wind
The brown confetti from the trees
Fall aimless to the ground
As I sit here on this park bench
I feel the chill of the evening air
And I shiver
I hug myself as the cold starts
In, to biting ice in my old bones
I pull my cardigan closer
And snuggle in its warm embrace
My arthritic hands twinge
I grimace and wince
At its throbbing pain
Pretty passersby look at me
A snigger, bouts of laughter
A pointing finger
Look at the crone, how ugly ...
827 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2012 11:10pm
22nd Jan 2012 11:10pm
Love story
Looking into his eyes
They are reflections of the sky
Drowning me in a whirlpool
Of wants, needs and desires
I stare into them and fly
In a phantasmagoric world
The core of me in exquisite
pain and ache of needs
I walk into his arms
And lost my soul within
He has become my all
He is my world
I have come home
His heart is my sky
His love my ground
I love him with all my strength
He melts into me
And we become one
A oneness, a togetherness
The mating of body and soul
Flying towards the...
They are reflections of the sky
Drowning me in a whirlpool
Of wants, needs and desires
I stare into them and fly
In a phantasmagoric world
The core of me in exquisite
pain and ache of needs
I walk into his arms
And lost my soul within
He has become my all
He is my world
I have come home
His heart is my sky
His love my ground
I love him with all my strength
He melts into me
And we become one
A oneness, a togetherness
The mating of body and soul
Flying towards the...
824 reads
17 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2012 4:21am
22nd Jan 2012 4:21am
Medusa
Medusa my name
Turned to horror
Turned to shame
By tale of old
With my sisters two,
Beauteous all
But birthed in woe,
By a sister and brother
that coupled in lusts
For hair
We had serpents
On top of
Our countenance of angels
We had lovers everywhere
But they loved hard but once
They turned harder afterwards
And there on the garden
They stood, standing there still
Victims of ours, the gorgons.
Turned to horror
Turned to shame
By tale of old
With my sisters two,
Beauteous all
But birthed in woe,
By a sister and brother
that coupled in lusts
For hair
We had serpents
On top of
Our countenance of angels
We had lovers everywhere
But they loved hard but once
They turned harder afterwards
And there on the garden
They stood, standing there still
Victims of ours, the gorgons.
922 reads
11 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2012 4:16am
22nd Jan 2012 4:16am
Winter
The snow laden bough
Creaks for release
The gentle falling snow
Does not cease
It falls merciless
to the ground
Somewhere a child is lost
In the snowed up hamlet
High up in the mountains
There is quietness
So eerie
As we wait for news from
the searchers
A candle on the window
To light the path of all
Lost in the deep snow
In midwinter
Creaks for release
The gentle falling snow
Does not cease
It falls merciless
to the ground
Somewhere a child is lost
In the snowed up hamlet
High up in the mountains
There is quietness
So eerie
As we wait for news from
the searchers
A candle on the window
To light the path of all
Lost in the deep snow
In midwinter
779 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Jan 2012 8:59am
20th Jan 2012 8:59am
The picture
The girl on the wall
Framed with gold
Looks at me and smile
She does that all the time
Her black hair blown by the wind
Framing her face
Coffee latte coloured
Softly sun-kissed
Her eyes with expectation
At what the world has for her
She is alone
But hopes someday to be part of a pair
She is nineteen
When she is frozen
For this famous take
Life’s innocent acolyte
The next day after the take
Is the day when she breaks,
The day when her life turns bleak
And change her life’s path ...
Framed with gold
Looks at me and smile
She does that all the time
Her black hair blown by the wind
Framing her face
Coffee latte coloured
Softly sun-kissed
Her eyes with expectation
At what the world has for her
She is alone
But hopes someday to be part of a pair
She is nineteen
When she is frozen
For this famous take
Life’s innocent acolyte
The next day after the take
Is the day when she breaks,
The day when her life turns bleak
And change her life’s path ...
814 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jan 2012 10:24am
19th Jan 2012 10:24am
Conversations ( In collaboration with Diddi )
Frays on edges of memories
Torn ragged and worn
It stretches its spitefulness
Within the threads
Of remembered kisses
And spoken words
Of love, for you have loved then
Lingering caresses of desire
Of answered needs
Echoes and re-echoes
In the halls of your memories
For a while be with me
In Maya space and speak
Too many times
I've died inside
the spectre of I
in this shell does reside ,
too many times
alone I've cried
the hollow tones of the ones
I can still hear their lies ,
so with...
Torn ragged and worn
It stretches its spitefulness
Within the threads
Of remembered kisses
And spoken words
Of love, for you have loved then
Lingering caresses of desire
Of answered needs
Echoes and re-echoes
In the halls of your memories
For a while be with me
In Maya space and speak
Too many times
I've died inside
the spectre of I
in this shell does reside ,
too many times
alone I've cried
the hollow tones of the ones
I can still hear their lies ,
so with...
673 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jan 2012 00:45am
19th Jan 2012 00:45am
I am Loved by You
You have soothed away my pain
You have kissed away my hurts
With the avid flourish of your pen
You bound me with a golden circlet
We are sincerely loved only once
And past sweet whispers
Of endless devotions
Are mere fallen blossoms
So yes, I am loved by you
In your own way
And in my own way
I love you too
You have kissed away my hurts
With the avid flourish of your pen
You bound me with a golden circlet
We are sincerely loved only once
And past sweet whispers
Of endless devotions
Are mere fallen blossoms
So yes, I am loved by you
In your own way
And in my own way
I love you too
812 reads
9 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Jan 2012 00:19am
19th Jan 2012 00:19am
Headhunters
Through the jungles they run
on silent feet the warriors
Run with the wind at their back
Their long hair swishing
Their biceps taut with their talismans
They are marauding tonight
To hunt for human heads
To prove their valor
Full clash the tribal enemies
On open ground
From trees they drop to the ground below
Swishes of machetes and swords
And venom-ed darts from blowpipes
They harvest each other in glee
To get their coveted trophy
No one's spared
Back to the village they danced ...
on silent feet the warriors
Run with the wind at their back
Their long hair swishing
Their biceps taut with their talismans
They are marauding tonight
To hunt for human heads
To prove their valor
Full clash the tribal enemies
On open ground
From trees they drop to the ground below
Swishes of machetes and swords
And venom-ed darts from blowpipes
They harvest each other in glee
To get their coveted trophy
No one's spared
Back to the village they danced ...
918 reads
9 Comments
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