Submissions by Jordanne (RubixCube)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I use many rhyming schemes. I like using caesuras and im pretty much obsessed with alliteration. I write whenever I feel inspired and I write to clear my mind.
DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Nov 2011 2:24am
27th Nov 2011 2:24am
Dealing with a deadly depression
Soul gripping fear, a cancerous plight
Not knowing what to do or think
Dousing your liver & lungs with liquored drinks
Moments of utter bliss so fleeting
Waiting for the Rescue, an evasive greeting
Demons awaken from the deep
As you lay your head to sleep
A sweet silence reverberates
As your existence slowly deteriorates
Bringing this upon yourself
Just to escape from your daily hell
Living free, though dying night by night
Not knowing what to do or think
Dousing your liver & lungs with liquored drinks
Moments of utter bliss so fleeting
Waiting for the Rescue, an evasive greeting
Demons awaken from the deep
As you lay your head to sleep
A sweet silence reverberates
As your existence slowly deteriorates
Bringing this upon yourself
Just to escape from your daily hell
Living free, though dying night by night
896 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2011 8:00pm
22nd Nov 2011 8:00pm
I
My eyes give me away,
They show the weariness of the my fortified soul.
Whenever they dilate,
I cry a pond of clear propensity.
The water lilies drift and so my eyes do shift,
Flowing liquid of extensive fright.
Streaking the curves on cushioned cheeks,
Seeking my daring demise that my existence has yet to reach.
Delicate are my eyes and so they do cry,
To kill the propelling depression that stares back in my reflection.
I cry because I do dare,
To strive for my release...
They show the weariness of the my fortified soul.
Whenever they dilate,
I cry a pond of clear propensity.
The water lilies drift and so my eyes do shift,
Flowing liquid of extensive fright.
Streaking the curves on cushioned cheeks,
Seeking my daring demise that my existence has yet to reach.
Delicate are my eyes and so they do cry,
To kill the propelling depression that stares back in my reflection.
I cry because I do dare,
To strive for my release...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2011 4:06am
22nd Nov 2011 4:06am
Fantasy-Fiend- f**k (2)
A fuck?
A fantasy?
Surreal?
Baby,I am your fiend!
This is not a dream I am Real!
I'm right here
I'm not going anywhere
Gripped; impaled by your dick
Bound by you, in your capacity
I am in your captivity
R a p e
m e
s w e e t l y
Tie me up
lick my lips
slap me hard
embrace me, tenderly
bite my cheeks
thrust in deeply
arch my back
pull my hair
hold me down
choke me, gently ...
A fantasy?
Surreal?
Baby,I am your fiend!
This is not a dream I am Real!
I'm right here
I'm not going anywhere
Gripped; impaled by your dick
Bound by you, in your capacity
I am in your captivity
R a p e
m e
s w e e t l y
Tie me up
lick my lips
slap me hard
embrace me, tenderly
bite my cheeks
thrust in deeply
arch my back
pull my hair
hold me down
choke me, gently ...
1686 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Nov 2011 6:30pm
21st Nov 2011 6:30pm
I know you..
I know you..
I see you everyday with those dark brown eyes
I sleep on your pillow every night
I feel your pain when the cold rapes your body
I know you...
I see how you look at the world
I sleep in the dark where you cry
I feel your seizures when the warmth fills your body
I know you...
I see when you hurt, love and grin
I sleep every night with your daily sin
I feel you feel emotions, effervescent
I know you, don't I ?
I see, I sleep, I feel you.. don't I?
Don't I, little Indian?
Don't I... know you from within?
...
I see you everyday with those dark brown eyes
I sleep on your pillow every night
I feel your pain when the cold rapes your body
I know you...
I see how you look at the world
I sleep in the dark where you cry
I feel your seizures when the warmth fills your body
I know you...
I see when you hurt, love and grin
I sleep every night with your daily sin
I feel you feel emotions, effervescent
I know you, don't I ?
I see, I sleep, I feel you.. don't I?
Don't I, little Indian?
Don't I... know you from within?
...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Nov 2011 3:33pm
20th Nov 2011 3:33pm
I see a link, Dear Insanity!
standing shallow, (i)n the zone
strip the (s)kin, bare to bon(e)
gnawing and gnashing chains Fr(e)edom
hollow (a)re the depths of Wisdom
now a(l)one (in) a world filled with see(k)ing souls
forgot to(d)ay's Time was sold
(e)ve(r)yth(in)g is nothing, nothing is everything
peace be (s)till, gr(a)sp for a(n)yone and anyth(i)ng due clari(ty)!
still searching and have yet to find
for nothing, for no one has a mind
strip the (s)kin, bare to bon(e)
gnawing and gnashing chains Fr(e)edom
hollow (a)re the depths of Wisdom
now a(l)one (in) a world filled with see(k)ing souls
forgot to(d)ay's Time was sold
(e)ve(r)yth(in)g is nothing, nothing is everything
peace be (s)till, gr(a)sp for a(n)yone and anyth(i)ng due clari(ty)!
still searching and have yet to find
for nothing, for no one has a mind
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Nov 2011 11:01pm
18th Nov 2011 11:01pm
FANTASY-FIEND-f**k (1)
Again in the van?
Again in your bed?
Your bathroom on the counter?
In the shower?
On the stairs?
Sigh you never want me anywhere
Giving You what You want is unfair
Takes two to tango
Yet it's all about Your plans though
Which makes me think n feel like you don't miss me ..want me..need me at all
That I'm in this for the fall.
... Crushed
You are just too much
Concluding this is pure lust
... You are unjust
I gave you my trust
.. My fault to my disgust ...
Again in your bed?
Your bathroom on the counter?
In the shower?
On the stairs?
Sigh you never want me anywhere
Giving You what You want is unfair
Takes two to tango
Yet it's all about Your plans though
Which makes me think n feel like you don't miss me ..want me..need me at all
That I'm in this for the fall.
... Crushed
You are just too much
Concluding this is pure lust
... You are unjust
I gave you my trust
.. My fault to my disgust ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Nov 2011 6:09pm
17th Nov 2011 6:09pm
when left to wander
One tends to eye-fuck everything in sight----
Thought 1
(Scattered in the corner by the Bakery, probably shattered there by some idle drunk bastard who might have concluded "the society" is an illusion and loitering is flattering, merely a concession but one more accepting than sucking the "diseased whore" who offered you her Button to quickly stitch)
Thought 2
(The glint of the glass in powered pieces, fleeting in the wind, almost wanting to take the remaining shards and stab that Hobo, sitting...
Thought 1
(Scattered in the corner by the Bakery, probably shattered there by some idle drunk bastard who might have concluded "the society" is an illusion and loitering is flattering, merely a concession but one more accepting than sucking the "diseased whore" who offered you her Button to quickly stitch)
Thought 2
(The glint of the glass in powered pieces, fleeting in the wind, almost wanting to take the remaining shards and stab that Hobo, sitting...
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Nov 2011 9:05pm
16th Nov 2011 9:05pm
Death's Blood
Sputtering
.. the smears..
Spewing
Everywhere wet with salivary screams
Fleeting
.. the fissure..
Fretting
Watch the cloying corpse convulse
Debilitating
.. the death..
Dripping
Slit the windpipe clean with the scalpel, let the hot ruby red liquid run like Bolt down the throat!
So did Death take the blood from the life of the living.
.. the smears..
Spewing
Everywhere wet with salivary screams
Fleeting
.. the fissure..
Fretting
Watch the cloying corpse convulse
Debilitating
.. the death..
Dripping
Slit the windpipe clean with the scalpel, let the hot ruby red liquid run like Bolt down the throat!
So did Death take the blood from the life of the living.
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 11:23pm
15th Nov 2011 11:23pm
Tarnished
blood that bleeds leaks in clumps of carnage
despair, unwavering
nights cold lonely grim
a suffering from within
where brittle bones pop and snap
muscle mass weaken
suffocating veins vessels and lungs
decripted drained of life, movement --none
deteriorating under the physical attributes of my surroundings
waiting and weeping for a release that cannot be attained
in a body pristine in appearance though tarnished from within
despair, unwavering
nights cold lonely grim
a suffering from within
where brittle bones pop and snap
muscle mass weaken
suffocating veins vessels and lungs
decripted drained of life, movement --none
deteriorating under the physical attributes of my surroundings
waiting and weeping for a release that cannot be attained
in a body pristine in appearance though tarnished from within
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 7:48am
15th Nov 2011 7:48am
What is this
Trying to finish what I started
Knowing I conceded to this
Partially I'm at fault
Game, Two play?
Love Us...
True
(Conversely, read bottom up)
Knowing I conceded to this
Partially I'm at fault
Game, Two play?
Love Us...
True
(Conversely, read bottom up)
636 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Nov 2011 4:30am
14th Nov 2011 4:30am
the mind of my heart
He has me right where he wants me
Keeping things his way
I'm just too stubborn to walk away
Everyones asks why I stay
I stay because I miss him so
I stay because I want to
I stay because I've put too much time and effort to let go
Its been like this for over a year
Maybe I should just walk away now
Walk away .. Run away.. But how?
He suspects though asks not
Finding myself totally submissive
Wondering if that is why he's so dismissive
carelessness..
fearless..
helpless..
meaningless..
pointless.. ...
Keeping things his way
I'm just too stubborn to walk away
Everyones asks why I stay
I stay because I miss him so
I stay because I want to
I stay because I've put too much time and effort to let go
Its been like this for over a year
Maybe I should just walk away now
Walk away .. Run away.. But how?
He suspects though asks not
Finding myself totally submissive
Wondering if that is why he's so dismissive
carelessness..
fearless..
helpless..
meaningless..
pointless.. ...
699 reads
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
8th Nov 2011 5:00pm
8th Nov 2011 5:00pm
Messages before the act
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