Submissions by KandiceBush (Kandice Bush)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Apr 2010 4:08am
27th Apr 2010 4:08am
Bring Me A Thousand Scarabs
I used to imagine him & I alone
under Egyptian tides
fingers tracing hope in waves of passion on my back
I gave him all of me
I am formless
molding in his hands
wordless
my gasps pleading "love me.."
Tonight I cried like the stars were bleeding
because the less he's around
the more I get used to it
& the more blackened their light becomes
The tourniquet I fashioned out of erasable ink promises for my soul
is now ripping at it's liar's seams
& the desert is left whispering of my heart
under Egyptian tides
fingers tracing hope in waves of passion on my back
I gave him all of me
I am formless
molding in his hands
wordless
my gasps pleading "love me.."
Tonight I cried like the stars were bleeding
because the less he's around
the more I get used to it
& the more blackened their light becomes
The tourniquet I fashioned out of erasable ink promises for my soul
is now ripping at it's liar's seams
& the desert is left whispering of my heart
1038 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Apr 2010 5:30am
15th Apr 2010 5:30am
I Am A Cobbled Inamorata
Hidden in the invisible cities of you
my heart was immortal
I felt you long before you were ever there
like your old soul's hand was always on my shoulder
& my heart was too young to know a thing
about fractured innocence
Ancient scripture spoke of your eyes
& the gods were always smiling
in the rapture of my love
my heart was immortal
I felt you long before you were ever there
like your old soul's hand was always on my shoulder
& my heart was too young to know a thing
about fractured innocence
Ancient scripture spoke of your eyes
& the gods were always smiling
in the rapture of my love
814 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Apr 2010 7:20am
14th Apr 2010 7:20am
Haiku
I wake up screaming
he is painted in my dreams
Van Gogh would be proud
he is painted in my dreams
Van Gogh would be proud
920 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Apr 2010 5:56am
13th Apr 2010 5:56am
Haiku Collections
Romanesque presence
chiseled in stone sense of self
how he fools us all
~
Sobering stalemate
blackening schism of hope
please don't turn your head
~
His heart has been numb
tangled in love and logic
my kisses breathe fire
chiseled in stone sense of self
how he fools us all
~
Sobering stalemate
blackening schism of hope
please don't turn your head
~
His heart has been numb
tangled in love and logic
my kisses breathe fire
767 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Apr 2010 3:24am
10th Apr 2010 3:24am
Haiku Collection
indent in my bed ~ now gone, cold were you once were ~ make your way back home
darkened rainy days ~ Frangelico, my old friend ~ numbs it all away
solitude echos ~ the silence is deafening ~ I can still feel you
cold computer chair ~ definition of lonely ~ hard lump in my throat
darkened rainy days ~ Frangelico, my old friend ~ numbs it all away
solitude echos ~ the silence is deafening ~ I can still feel you
cold computer chair ~ definition of lonely ~ hard lump in my throat
808 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Apr 2010 9:22pm
9th Apr 2010 9:22pm
Unbidden
Seeded in broken lights of hope
Watercolored in the blackest eyes
Love treads in shallow waters
Watercolored in the blackest eyes
Love treads in shallow waters
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
8th Apr 2010 6:03am
8th Apr 2010 6:03am
Refraction Of The Tides
Woven into transcendental realms
my lazily made halo breathing ether into broken vessels
He smiles like the summer winds that swept me
Heart singed
& curved to the silence of the night
that's where you'll find me
etched in the burning breath echoing cross my lips
my lazily made halo breathing ether into broken vessels
He smiles like the summer winds that swept me
Heart singed
& curved to the silence of the night
that's where you'll find me
etched in the burning breath echoing cross my lips
852 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2010 6:56am
2nd Apr 2010 6:56am
Etched In An Exhale
In the alchemy of my swallowed tongue
I force an elegiac breath
the silent lament of "I miss you" running down my cheeks
I force an elegiac breath
the silent lament of "I miss you" running down my cheeks
947 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Apr 2010 7:06am
1st Apr 2010 7:06am
Sumatra
I remember in a moment of mosaic frailty
under a charcoaled spring moon
when all of me ached for him
& the irises whispered his name
in every part of my heart he was written on
Wide eyed & dressed to the nines
I had walked into this dream
with a slenderly strut
Clouds parted in the sky
until his lips met mine
& the heavens collided
She took the pieces of him that has him missing from himself
& all I got was the lukewarm leftovers numbing my lips on a 1,000 mile flight
"But I love him!" I screamed in...
under a charcoaled spring moon
when all of me ached for him
& the irises whispered his name
in every part of my heart he was written on
Wide eyed & dressed to the nines
I had walked into this dream
with a slenderly strut
Clouds parted in the sky
until his lips met mine
& the heavens collided
She took the pieces of him that has him missing from himself
& all I got was the lukewarm leftovers numbing my lips on a 1,000 mile flight
"But I love him!" I screamed in...
1054 reads
4 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
31st Mar 2010 5:06am
31st Mar 2010 5:06am
Ramblings Of An A.P.D. Poet
I've never been one of those people who could talk to anyone. I tend to be quite shy & even introverted at times. Alot of that comes my self diagnosis of Avoidant Personality Disorder. Feelings of inadequacy & the fear of being judged or rejected can be so overwhelming it affects me in every aspect of life. Ironic, isn't it? Painfully lonely yet at times paralyzed with fear to the point where all I do is keep to myself. It's kept me from living most of my life, social situations, job opportunities. It almost seems like I've never even looked at life the same as everyone else. Then...
1055 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Mar 2010 9:47am
30th Mar 2010 9:47am
To.get.her.
Libra moon rising in a mute requiem
neath the blur of stars crashing
Brought to my knees
I wept of the darkest sins
He laughed like he already knew my hands were dirty
neath the blur of stars crashing
Brought to my knees
I wept of the darkest sins
He laughed like he already knew my hands were dirty
742 reads
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
30th Mar 2010 9:10am
30th Mar 2010 9:10am
Freeing My Soul, A Work In Progress
Wash the putrid stench of your malice off my free mind
"Why don't you just kill yourself? You'll never amount to anything anyways."
Haunting
Seared into my memory
Every weakness exposed
( He spits in my face )
"Whore!"
"Fucking cunt!"
He gets off on my pain
Yet I will rise
Above & beyond his ill will
And warped sense of humanity
Sever myself from his distorted reality
Rip the scabs off my wounds
I will shed no fucking tears for you
Once...
"Why don't you just kill yourself? You'll never amount to anything anyways."
Haunting
Seared into my memory
Every weakness exposed
( He spits in my face )
"Whore!"
"Fucking cunt!"
He gets off on my pain
Yet I will rise
Above & beyond his ill will
And warped sense of humanity
Sever myself from his distorted reality
Rip the scabs off my wounds
I will shed no fucking tears for you
Once...
765 reads
2 Comments
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