Submissions by Kiddiegrinder (Mike J)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just a guy who loves books and poetry and maybe a little bit of human skin caught in my teeth😜
DARK POEM
Published
11th Oct 2021 5:43pm
11th Oct 2021 5:43pm
Cold spaces and useless places.
Feel and forgot what you felt in a matter of seconds.
This dream ends and reality refuses to begin.
A reality written by the victors and dreaded by the losers.
I can't be both. I can only pray to fall into one or the other.
These cold spaces make up a grand hall within my mind.
These useless places or too expensive to uproot or demolish.
I'll fill them all with things just as useless. I'll warm these spaces with crimson paint.
In the end all these things stand just to stand. I wish I could follow suit.
This dream ends and reality refuses to begin.
A reality written by the victors and dreaded by the losers.
I can't be both. I can only pray to fall into one or the other.
These cold spaces make up a grand hall within my mind.
These useless places or too expensive to uproot or demolish.
I'll fill them all with things just as useless. I'll warm these spaces with crimson paint.
In the end all these things stand just to stand. I wish I could follow suit.
#dark
274 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Sep 2021 4:18am
9th Sep 2021 4:18am
Single. I wonder why.
Can't we just sit and talk?
Your never in the mood. That's the reason your man's talking to someone else love. But of course he's in the wrong.
Your never in the mood. That's the reason your man's talking to someone else love. But of course he's in the wrong.
#love
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Aug 2021 5:01pm
25th Aug 2021 5:01pm
Just keep swimming.
What was the point in waking up?
Could have just drifted away into the nothingness of sleep.
Wish I could everyday of my life for that matter.
Nothing matters today and it will stay that way Tommorow.
God,tommorow can bite me.
What can I mere mortal do but keep swimming along?
Could have just drifted away into the nothingness of sleep.
Wish I could everyday of my life for that matter.
Nothing matters today and it will stay that way Tommorow.
God,tommorow can bite me.
What can I mere mortal do but keep swimming along?
#sadness
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Aug 2021 2:08am
24th Aug 2021 2:08am
Days gone by.
Take a hit from the blunt in the ashtray and hit the street. Street food fills my stomach or at least what I can stomach of it.
Take in the sound of the ocean crashing onto the shore. I'm pretty sure it's calling out to me. Calling the family for old time sakes.
Little bro killing it in Paris while moms up in Chicago cutting deals with the mobsters I grew up watching. Watch the time pass with a tear in my eye.
This little slice of heaven is just big enough to give me a little taste and much like my dreams it's not meant to last.
Take in the sound of the ocean crashing onto the shore. I'm pretty sure it's calling out to me. Calling the family for old time sakes.
Little bro killing it in Paris while moms up in Chicago cutting deals with the mobsters I grew up watching. Watch the time pass with a tear in my eye.
This little slice of heaven is just big enough to give me a little taste and much like my dreams it's not meant to last.
#emotions
210 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
30th May 2020 5:22pm
30th May 2020 5:22pm
Snap back.
The cycle keeps me in this loop of meaningless repetition. years of getting up with a smile on my face full of teeth I would rather sink into some flesh.
Yeah, yeah, I heard you for the seventh time today now fuck off. Why do I even speak to this garden gnome?
Open the doors to meet the public that could care less about each other. A eye full of artificial lights that supply me with no warmth.
On lockdown before the lockdown with my head filled with a need to break out of this hell.
Talking heads with no brains screaming in my ear for...
Yeah, yeah, I heard you for the seventh time today now fuck off. Why do I even speak to this garden gnome?
Open the doors to meet the public that could care less about each other. A eye full of artificial lights that supply me with no warmth.
On lockdown before the lockdown with my head filled with a need to break out of this hell.
Talking heads with no brains screaming in my ear for...
#anger
#dark
280 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Apr 2020 3:42pm
25th Apr 2020 3:42pm
Angel of plastic.
What must I do to release myself from your raging tide?
I've fallen from the greatest of heights in your presence. I filled many of my waking hours with tears and regret.
I know I was foolish in my belief that everything would turn out as I had hoped. In the e d the sky was falling apart all around me but I refused to acknowledge it.
My saving grace, a angel made of plastic flesh and unhinged eyes. How could you save me when you couldn't even save yourself?
Your promise of an everlasting paradise was burning up in flames as you spoke of it. All...
I've fallen from the greatest of heights in your presence. I filled many of my waking hours with tears and regret.
I know I was foolish in my belief that everything would turn out as I had hoped. In the e d the sky was falling apart all around me but I refused to acknowledge it.
My saving grace, a angel made of plastic flesh and unhinged eyes. How could you save me when you couldn't even save yourself?
Your promise of an everlasting paradise was burning up in flames as you spoke of it. All...
#heartbroken
#betrayal
#hurt
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Apr 2020 5:40pm
7th Apr 2020 5:40pm
Look at your precious creation
I've put pencil to paper so I didn't have to put rounds into heads. I've gone from a volcanic blast to a soothing stream. How quickly they seem to forget who made me.
They never saw the notebooks or the folder notes that held my hate and pain, Now they look at this calm and collected nuke they call their son.
From a young age I planned to do away with my own creator so I could achieve peace in that hell of a home. I pushed through the beatings and tears to become deaf to the pain and fear.
I tried to escape to the safety of academics but only found more of...
They never saw the notebooks or the folder notes that held my hate and pain, Now they look at this calm and collected nuke they call their son.
From a young age I planned to do away with my own creator so I could achieve peace in that hell of a home. I pushed through the beatings and tears to become deaf to the pain and fear.
I tried to escape to the safety of academics but only found more of...
#hate
#dark
#abuse
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Feb 2020 2:54pm
25th Feb 2020 2:54pm
Conquered and replaced.
More blood to paint the sea.
Bodies bloated and illness ravaged floating down the river's.
Children without homes shall rebuild from bone and clay.
Great men fall to hidden depravity within. The soft submit to the strong in mass orgies.
The church of those who live on the shadows fills with worshipers. Smiles splitting their faces.
The great madness spreading far and wide. The gods of the infinite cosmos take center stage.
Those who flea live in constant fear and sadness. Those who found wonder in the chaos slaughtered on...
Bodies bloated and illness ravaged floating down the river's.
Children without homes shall rebuild from bone and clay.
Great men fall to hidden depravity within. The soft submit to the strong in mass orgies.
The church of those who live on the shadows fills with worshipers. Smiles splitting their faces.
The great madness spreading far and wide. The gods of the infinite cosmos take center stage.
Those who flea live in constant fear and sadness. Those who found wonder in the chaos slaughtered on...
#dark
#fiction
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Feb 2020 2:20pm
25th Feb 2020 2:20pm
Falling stars.
Taken for granted and forgotten in time, you cry out for attention in the darkness. Years gone by have dealt you the most rotten of hands.
You drink and sing of more joyful days of your wasted youth. Raised three children from broken dreams and river soil.
Growing with the speed of a shooting star while never truly shining. Three great miracles tainted by two ghosts playing human.
A wayward soul wrapped in hemp smoke and dreams outside of a pond of possibilities. She has the power of the wind and wood but ignores both.
The other, a ticking time...
You drink and sing of more joyful days of your wasted youth. Raised three children from broken dreams and river soil.
Growing with the speed of a shooting star while never truly shining. Three great miracles tainted by two ghosts playing human.
A wayward soul wrapped in hemp smoke and dreams outside of a pond of possibilities. She has the power of the wind and wood but ignores both.
The other, a ticking time...
#sadness
#dark
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Jan 2020 3:17pm
25th Jan 2020 3:17pm
Darkest of days.
The more I look around the more hopeless I feel. Shootings, political madness and social unrest.
The voices never silent, the world as cold as a corpse. My hopes for mankind crumbling into dust. No rest from the chaos around me.
Left and right have both lost their minds but what's new?
The center is bordered off and is getting further away. Not much room for improvement left. These are the darkest of days.
I wait in anticipation of the atomic mushroom to finish this world off for good. Be done with this pathetic society and it's talking heads. ...
The voices never silent, the world as cold as a corpse. My hopes for mankind crumbling into dust. No rest from the chaos around me.
Left and right have both lost their minds but what's new?
The center is bordered off and is getting further away. Not much room for improvement left. These are the darkest of days.
I wait in anticipation of the atomic mushroom to finish this world off for good. Be done with this pathetic society and it's talking heads. ...
#dark
#despair
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Jan 2020 3:46pm
14th Jan 2020 3:46pm
Dear Noah.
Suicide threats to mask the scent of forced pleasure you took from them. Your friends don't feel sorry for you, just whoever had to lay under you.
You probably have a pair of panties hidden in your locker behind some discarded papers and jackets. A mini Cosby in the making who doesn't know how badly he just fucked up.
They don't feel safe and neither do I, good thing she got out of there before I had to get my hands around your throat Fucking pervert should be strung up by the neck in town square as a warning to the other scum around here.
Calling my...
You probably have a pair of panties hidden in your locker behind some discarded papers and jackets. A mini Cosby in the making who doesn't know how badly he just fucked up.
They don't feel safe and neither do I, good thing she got out of there before I had to get my hands around your throat Fucking pervert should be strung up by the neck in town square as a warning to the other scum around here.
Calling my...
#anger
#dark
#abuse
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Dec 2019 11:59pm
5th Dec 2019 11:59pm
A love story best kept untold.
Tortured by the golden haired every woman he walks past every day.
His body reaches out for just a single lock of silk only to fall short. No game and no guide to help him level up from a born loser to something more.
Her cat eyes and swaying hips pull him in and won't let go. Her voice is the very wind, her skin made from the softly falling snow just outside his window.
His resolve won't last, can't last much longer. The scent of her, sight of her, dreams of her only fuel his madness.
On his knees begging her, pleading, bribing, praying for...
His body reaches out for just a single lock of silk only to fall short. No game and no guide to help him level up from a born loser to something more.
Her cat eyes and swaying hips pull him in and won't let go. Her voice is the very wind, her skin made from the softly falling snow just outside his window.
His resolve won't last, can't last much longer. The scent of her, sight of her, dreams of her only fuel his madness.
On his knees begging her, pleading, bribing, praying for...
#love
#dark
#death #obsession
#death #obsession
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