Submissions by KandiceBush (Kandice Bush)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
the tao of silence & white
as if there was a part of me his love had not yet violated
I can still see my reflection in the dark sarcasm of his fading memory
helps me to forget the image of his fingertips touching my lips..
I can still see my reflection in the dark sarcasm of his fading memory
helps me to forget the image of his fingertips touching my lips..
#heartbroken
#breakup
#memories #Taoism
#memories #Taoism
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fir.e.y.es & so(lace)
days a ruinous gray
marbled white in the ashes of dawn
somber spiral of spiritual anarchy, a descent into silence of night
his name a shattered breath on my lips..
marbled white in the ashes of dawn
somber spiral of spiritual anarchy, a descent into silence of night
his name a shattered breath on my lips..
788 reads
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of veils & ashes
we barely knew eachother then
like tattered paperdolls & broken dreams
you scribbled my pages with whispers of love that made the gods jealous
written with trembling fingers in the gasps of a prayer
so that the only breath I would ever know was yours
I remember in the secrets of my soul I smiled shyly like a school girl
slipped the jaded innocence up slowly over my thighs
rosed. in love
heart in hands
under splintered halos
stealing kisses of angel fire
..you were the boy to save me from my sins
like tattered paperdolls & broken dreams
you scribbled my pages with whispers of love that made the gods jealous
written with trembling fingers in the gasps of a prayer
so that the only breath I would ever know was yours
I remember in the secrets of my soul I smiled shyly like a school girl
slipped the jaded innocence up slowly over my thighs
rosed. in love
heart in hands
under splintered halos
stealing kisses of angel fire
..you were the boy to save me from my sins
1019 reads
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noitu(love)r
under chaos I find
heavens colliding in frayed emotions
forgotten reveries smiling at the dawn
where the innocent whispers of his heart makes the angels sigh
ascending in storm of light
...love is liberation
heavens colliding in frayed emotions
forgotten reveries smiling at the dawn
where the innocent whispers of his heart makes the angels sigh
ascending in storm of light
...love is liberation
904 reads
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nicking veins of collective unconsciousness
I stood unbidden
& breathless
under the static of skylines shattered
'.....the conditions of existence' he mumbled
victorian shadows about him
'the stillness in me.. it dies surging amongst chaos'
'I saw you under october rains..
ethereal lightening like twisted metal..' I whispered
'I saw you there.
somewhere you had never been but always were..
lost in a stalemate.
drunk on knowledge'
'I feel like I've stared down the soul of death
.....but this time I wasnt afraid'
...light dimming in caustic eyes ...
& breathless
under the static of skylines shattered
'.....the conditions of existence' he mumbled
victorian shadows about him
'the stillness in me.. it dies surging amongst chaos'
'I saw you under october rains..
ethereal lightening like twisted metal..' I whispered
'I saw you there.
somewhere you had never been but always were..
lost in a stalemate.
drunk on knowledge'
'I feel like I've stared down the soul of death
.....but this time I wasnt afraid'
...light dimming in caustic eyes ...
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bleeding between the lines..
I found him shak(en)ing on his knees
sunken cheeks
& hollowed
paying homage to false gods
with blind eyes too tired to see the light
sometimes when its all so black
& the want turns to need
we bow to the idea of becoming a lesser man
a selfish man
formless
& drug stitched
these days self loathing comes in pill form
& you can snort enough to make the most vengeful demons seem like friends
heart in hand
barely breathing
this was where I left him..
under sorrow's broken bones
&...
sunken cheeks
& hollowed
paying homage to false gods
with blind eyes too tired to see the light
sometimes when its all so black
& the want turns to need
we bow to the idea of becoming a lesser man
a selfish man
formless
& drug stitched
these days self loathing comes in pill form
& you can snort enough to make the most vengeful demons seem like friends
heart in hand
barely breathing
this was where I left him..
under sorrow's broken bones
&...
1170 reads
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humming in the tones of black
on the darkest nights I bleed poetry
from the tourniquet mouths of deaf muses
d(r)owning colors
under the melting dusk of a lithium skyline
I wear of a needled heart
sorely stitched to bloody sleeve
crudely fashioned
under a disfigured grace
smoke red
& voiceless
from the tourniquet mouths of deaf muses
d(r)owning colors
under the melting dusk of a lithium skyline
I wear of a needled heart
sorely stitched to bloody sleeve
crudely fashioned
under a disfigured grace
smoke red
& voiceless
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transcending: an evolution of self
I once found shelter in burning bridges,
under where you left pieces of yourself
scattered... in the all around never ending of me..
....you've only yet to find the winds still whisper my name
.......as if it hasnt always been written on the tip of your tongue
under where you left pieces of yourself
scattered... in the all around never ending of me..
....you've only yet to find the winds still whisper my name
.......as if it hasnt always been written on the tip of your tongue
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reflections, faceless
somewhere
between Hell
& 27 yrs old
.......4 am
joint burnt fingers & resin remnants
muses always mock the loudest late night
lips cracked from too many lonely whispers
of life's diseased beliefs
& how it poisons everything..
the twisted perception of a broken heart..
& under the piss damp blanket of city lights
love dies in vain..
between Hell
& 27 yrs old
.......4 am
joint burnt fingers & resin remnants
muses always mock the loudest late night
lips cracked from too many lonely whispers
of life's diseased beliefs
& how it poisons everything..
the twisted perception of a broken heart..
& under the piss damp blanket of city lights
love dies in vain..
861 reads
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the dead air of things
grace on fire"
the heavens called it..
there was a war inside me..
lightening. chasing
chaos
bondage
........oh the cliques of toasting to death...
barely breathing & naked sitting in lament before the silence
I forgot myself in where my sin began
under summered skin
& I've grown tired of the light..
I'll see you in my dreams
the heavens called it..
there was a war inside me..
lightening. chasing
chaos
bondage
........oh the cliques of toasting to death...
barely breathing & naked sitting in lament before the silence
I forgot myself in where my sin began
under summered skin
& I've grown tired of the light..
I'll see you in my dreams
967 reads
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in the beauty of tragedy
"sweet little alchemist..."
he whispered
"did you always believe that butterflies were white?
phantom tipped?
& singed with the solace of love?"
"sometimes."
I sighed
"sometimes the sparrow's breath kissed my lips
& I forgot this place wasnt heaven."
it's unsobering..
the days that passed since I wandered fraying tourniquets
& angel stitched
.......I watched the rivers burn
& danced in the alchemy of backwards reveries
............ fairytale
.fractured.
he whispered
"did you always believe that butterflies were white?
phantom tipped?
& singed with the solace of love?"
"sometimes."
I sighed
"sometimes the sparrow's breath kissed my lips
& I forgot this place wasnt heaven."
it's unsobering..
the days that passed since I wandered fraying tourniquets
& angel stitched
.......I watched the rivers burn
& danced in the alchemy of backwards reveries
............ fairytale
.fractured.
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seirever
& I..
I see the amber.ed rain
in a world where my kisses were (in) everything
every .muted. breath.
...in lost thoughts of his fingers running backwards
twisting molten through the scarlet waves of my shadows..
those days he was always sackcloth & ashes
kinda like.. he just didn't know..
...when love was the only thing I have ever known
dreams in glass reflections where we once met &
knew each other briefly
as laughter
bittersweet.. sins
as..... love
~
& once
I be(lie)ved in love..
I see the amber.ed rain
in a world where my kisses were (in) everything
every .muted. breath.
...in lost thoughts of his fingers running backwards
twisting molten through the scarlet waves of my shadows..
those days he was always sackcloth & ashes
kinda like.. he just didn't know..
...when love was the only thing I have ever known
dreams in glass reflections where we once met &
knew each other briefly
as laughter
bittersweet.. sins
as..... love
~
& once
I be(lie)ved in love..
862 reads
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DU Poetry : Submissions by KandiceBush (Kandice Bush)