Submissions by JevDev
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I like to leave it up to the readers imagination and give everything a double, maybe even treble meaning and let people keep thinking about what I write.. at least that's what I try to do?..
LOVE POEM
Published
31st Aug 2013 6:19pm
31st Aug 2013 6:19pm
Morning After What?
I saw her from across the room,
captivated by her glance and moving with her native dance.
The morning after, what went on?..
The ruby red phone number song.
it's written there upon your arm,
do you still love her for her charm?
captivated by her glance and moving with her native dance.
The morning after, what went on?..
The ruby red phone number song.
it's written there upon your arm,
do you still love her for her charm?
566 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Aug 2013 11:34pm
29th Aug 2013 11:34pm
Arrested
Your sunset smile's on a happiness trial,
tried for the murder of a lover's deserter.
Read me a line of your sweetest divine,
then shred it with photos of you and of mine.
tried for the murder of a lover's deserter.
Read me a line of your sweetest divine,
then shred it with photos of you and of mine.
522 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jun 2013 11:56pm
13th Jun 2013 11:56pm
Enchantress
The parade is baying for death, ingress me in their cries for help, their velvet bloom.
The wolf appears in a dream, so run, run to the end of the angelic twilight and save yourself from the soul queen nightmare.
Trapped in the morass and forced to dance by god, playing games of endless love.
Madness stalks the night, listening to its forlorn whispers.
Raindrops mask the sound of laughing, relent and save us!
The hypnotic queen gives edict, put on your war-face and march, my son.
Provocative dance induced by wine, fire birds cry...
The wolf appears in a dream, so run, run to the end of the angelic twilight and save yourself from the soul queen nightmare.
Trapped in the morass and forced to dance by god, playing games of endless love.
Madness stalks the night, listening to its forlorn whispers.
Raindrops mask the sound of laughing, relent and save us!
The hypnotic queen gives edict, put on your war-face and march, my son.
Provocative dance induced by wine, fire birds cry...
575 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Mar 2013 10:16am
27th Mar 2013 10:16am
She's Her Own Worst Enemy
Hiding amidst a battalion of fraudulent sexual comments about somebodies mother as she saunters by;
She hears not the vulgarity of the conversation but knows you watch her with a mourning stare of approval.
She dances with death on a weekend but wouldn't dance with you for one night.
Despite this she lives for the glances of you among others, hunting the wounded through the murky streets of vindication.
Dreams and ambitions, lost forever on the lick of last night’s song.
Part time liberator.
She sits at night filling...
She hears not the vulgarity of the conversation but knows you watch her with a mourning stare of approval.
She dances with death on a weekend but wouldn't dance with you for one night.
Despite this she lives for the glances of you among others, hunting the wounded through the murky streets of vindication.
Dreams and ambitions, lost forever on the lick of last night’s song.
Part time liberator.
She sits at night filling...
656 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Mar 2013 5:31pm
26th Mar 2013 5:31pm
Doubtful Love
It could of happened to me, I didn't like to think so.
She said she couldn't leave me all alone.
She couldn't leave me on the phone.
She couldn't wipe my smile away.
She couldn't up and go away.
She told me she would never say,
those fatal words.. those fatal words that mean to say, she isn't coming back today.
It couldn't happen to me, could it?
She said she couldn't leave me all alone.
She couldn't leave me on the phone.
She couldn't wipe my smile away.
She couldn't up and go away.
She told me she would never say,
those fatal words.. those fatal words that mean to say, she isn't coming back today.
It couldn't happen to me, could it?
605 reads
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STORY POEM
Published
26th Mar 2013 9:15am
26th Mar 2013 9:15am
Searching
Outlandish children dance naked in the ring of fire in search of the ladies of the night.
Stifled by the confidence that they will succeed. Pressure.
Long are the nights and strange are the days of searching through this beautiful maze.
Beguiling smiles from madmen alike. Pressure.
Serpentine thieves steal valuable time, time we don't have.
Uncharted ethereal tones from monsters of imperial thrones.
Caged in a wicked dream, wake us from the trance.
We've found the way to go at last.
Stifled by the confidence that they will succeed. Pressure.
Long are the nights and strange are the days of searching through this beautiful maze.
Beguiling smiles from madmen alike. Pressure.
Serpentine thieves steal valuable time, time we don't have.
Uncharted ethereal tones from monsters of imperial thrones.
Caged in a wicked dream, wake us from the trance.
We've found the way to go at last.
538 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Mar 2013 4:35pm
25th Mar 2013 4:35pm
Bus Ride Encounter
Teenage trainers and a bus ticket charm,
If you ever you see him running it's from a siren or alarm.
Hasn't got a lot of money and he doesn't really care.
Got a tattoo of a tear, he did it on a dare.
Tired eyes, he was out last night. His hands are cut, he had a fight last night.
He tells you tales about his life, you get scared and go take flight, off of the bus where he resides.
Don't be alarmed, he knows not why.
If you ever you see him running it's from a siren or alarm.
Hasn't got a lot of money and he doesn't really care.
Got a tattoo of a tear, he did it on a dare.
Tired eyes, he was out last night. His hands are cut, he had a fight last night.
He tells you tales about his life, you get scared and go take flight, off of the bus where he resides.
Don't be alarmed, he knows not why.
559 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
25th Mar 2013 12:17pm
25th Mar 2013 12:17pm
UTOPIA
Dusty warehouses, misconceptions sprayed on walls.
The hammer of the gods has broken the town's heart.
Housewives whisper tales of heroes over the washing lines.
New clothes, new man.
Trade in the towns dignity for happiness so we can dance on the gold paved streets with convicts alike.
Looking for love under the kitchen sink, rumour has it directions are pinned to her heart, Utopia.
The hammer of the gods has broken the town's heart.
Housewives whisper tales of heroes over the washing lines.
New clothes, new man.
Trade in the towns dignity for happiness so we can dance on the gold paved streets with convicts alike.
Looking for love under the kitchen sink, rumour has it directions are pinned to her heart, Utopia.
644 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Mar 2013 8:19am
25th Mar 2013 8:19am
School Girl Crush
Rainy day, trees are flayed,
The day looks bright but the sun looks grey.
Reading-writing-playing games,
among the playground climbing frames.
You love her but she loves him to,
The girl who's too grown up for you.
You throw a stare in her direction,
she turns and sees but her reflection.
Schoolboy whispers she'd say yes,
always end up in depress.
You loved her once but you've moved on,
she's always there amidst that song.
The day looks bright but the sun looks grey.
Reading-writing-playing games,
among the playground climbing frames.
You love her but she loves him to,
The girl who's too grown up for you.
You throw a stare in her direction,
she turns and sees but her reflection.
Schoolboy whispers she'd say yes,
always end up in depress.
You loved her once but you've moved on,
she's always there amidst that song.
677 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Mar 2013 9:05pm
24th Mar 2013 9:05pm
The Red Caped General
There she is, red cape and all.
Upon a steed above them all.
The battle rages as she fights,
with slight of hand to aid her might.
She bounds you in a wicked spell,
that can make you stew in dwell.
Weeks and months the spell can last,
kills you quick if you can't last.
The omniscience that she exists,
surrounds the room and coexists.
Shes watching every move you make,
like a cougar laid in wait.
She boldly whispers in your ear,
"what could of been" to keep the fear.
She seeks refuge...
Upon a steed above them all.
The battle rages as she fights,
with slight of hand to aid her might.
She bounds you in a wicked spell,
that can make you stew in dwell.
Weeks and months the spell can last,
kills you quick if you can't last.
The omniscience that she exists,
surrounds the room and coexists.
Shes watching every move you make,
like a cougar laid in wait.
She boldly whispers in your ear,
"what could of been" to keep the fear.
She seeks refuge...
645 reads
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