Submissions by Krowzwish
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
19th Sep 2024 4:25am
19th Sep 2024 4:25am
An Ordinary Day in late Autumn
Cold sky drives me out
I decadently trample the withered leaves
And say to the bare trees:
My days are meaningful
Empty park drives me out
I mock the dust-covered benches
and the curvy trails lying in despair
and say to the flowers in their last breath:
My days are meaningful
A man who measures the time with his steps
Stomps my extending shadow and passes me by
With my bleeding heart
I try to transcend the sun and say:
My days are meaningful
Yet the trees keep standing tall with strange hope ...
I decadently trample the withered leaves
And say to the bare trees:
My days are meaningful
Empty park drives me out
I mock the dust-covered benches
and the curvy trails lying in despair
and say to the flowers in their last breath:
My days are meaningful
A man who measures the time with his steps
Stomps my extending shadow and passes me by
With my bleeding heart
I try to transcend the sun and say:
My days are meaningful
Yet the trees keep standing tall with strange hope ...
#emptiness
#loneliness
#SelfDiscovery
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Sep 2024 7:26am
4th Sep 2024 7:26am
High Noon
1
The world is burning
People are making irregular movements
And we don't care the relation between
Time is just right
Twenty steps away
He's standing still
like a delicate sculpture
Are his eyes raging fire?
I cannot see
I only know I'm in delight:
I've found my rival!
Right now
His shadow cannot catch me
His chips is also six
This is a fair duel!
Rejoice, my friend
This is a fair duel!
2
I raised my right hand
He also raised his right hand
I aimed his...
The world is burning
People are making irregular movements
And we don't care the relation between
Time is just right
Twenty steps away
He's standing still
like a delicate sculpture
Are his eyes raging fire?
I cannot see
I only know I'm in delight:
I've found my rival!
Right now
His shadow cannot catch me
His chips is also six
This is a fair duel!
Rejoice, my friend
This is a fair duel!
2
I raised my right hand
He also raised his right hand
I aimed his...
#confessional
#emptiness
#mirror #SelfDiscovery
#mirror #SelfDiscovery
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
1st Sep 2024 7:07pm
1st Sep 2024 7:07pm
Acheron
"Take my hand, lost one,
make haste for the ground.
Why do you keep looking back?
This is no place to wander around"
Endless darkness, venomous air
I hear spirits moan, lightning flare
The only good I feel
Is the warmth of her hand and care
She says her name is Acheron
And this is the river Lethe
She's to guide me through,
To show the God's mercy
"What's there on the shore?" I asked
"A new life, for sure." She replied,
"You'll be spared
from the pain cannot be...
make haste for the ground.
Why do you keep looking back?
This is no place to wander around"
Endless darkness, venomous air
I hear spirits moan, lightning flare
The only good I feel
Is the warmth of her hand and care
She says her name is Acheron
And this is the river Lethe
She's to guide me through,
To show the God's mercy
"What's there on the shore?" I asked
"A new life, for sure." She replied,
"You'll be spared
from the pain cannot be...
#emotions
#inspirational
#love
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ANGER POEM
Published
24th Aug 2024 12:42pm
24th Aug 2024 12:42pm
Lambs
The lambs huddled together in the corner
I don't have a knife
I don't have tusks
We just put them on the balance one by one
They say sheep is the nicest animal
I don't believe them
For | have been chased
by monstrous lambs in my dreams
They had red eyes
Blood dripping mouth
Shiny claws that make the wolves shy
I remembered the scene from a movie:
Busty women sitting in a line
Milking tubes attached to their breasts
I don't have a knife
I don't have tusks
We just put them on the balance one by one
They say sheep is the nicest animal
I don't believe them
For | have been chased
by monstrous lambs in my dreams
They had red eyes
Blood dripping mouth
Shiny claws that make the wolves shy
I remembered the scene from a movie:
Busty women sitting in a line
Milking tubes attached to their breasts
#animals
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Aug 2024 1:54pm
5th Aug 2024 1:54pm
confession
Moonlight Sonata is hanging in the window crack
It wanted to reach the ground
It’s okay
I’m not here to nourish thirsty hearts
I just feel hot and wet
Cheap coffee is standing still on the sill
It wanted to take a good photo with a book
It’s okay
Whether it takes the photo or not
It doesn’t get noble
It doesn’t get mad
It just gets cold
waiting to be consumed by the abyss
Thick notebook expects much from me
It wanted to be full
It’s okay
I don’t mind the blank pages
They remind me of my...
It wanted to reach the ground
It’s okay
I’m not here to nourish thirsty hearts
I just feel hot and wet
Cheap coffee is standing still on the sill
It wanted to take a good photo with a book
It’s okay
Whether it takes the photo or not
It doesn’t get noble
It doesn’t get mad
It just gets cold
waiting to be consumed by the abyss
Thick notebook expects much from me
It wanted to be full
It’s okay
I don’t mind the blank pages
They remind me of my...
#honesty
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jun 2024 3:19am
12th Jun 2024 3:19am
Russian roulette
"I'm so wet, baby,
I wanna play Russian roulette."
"It's a duet, honey,
You must save me a bullet."
"Dibs on the first run!"
"Then, honey, let's have some fun!"
I saw the light in her eyes
The same light just before our first kiss
which made me real
Gave me power.
I felt the grip on my waist
The same grip just before our first kiss
which crushed my bones
Burned my veins.
The revolver stopped spinning in my hand.
"I love you." She said,
Lips arose,...
I wanna play Russian roulette."
"It's a duet, honey,
You must save me a bullet."
"Dibs on the first run!"
"Then, honey, let's have some fun!"
I saw the light in her eyes
The same light just before our first kiss
which made me real
Gave me power.
I felt the grip on my waist
The same grip just before our first kiss
which crushed my bones
Burned my veins.
The revolver stopped spinning in my hand.
"I love you." She said,
Lips arose,...
#love
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Apr 2024 11:05pm
5th Apr 2024 11:05pm
Diary of a Madman: Strangers
I'm in a train full of strangers
which takes me to a place of strangers
I will work there with yet strangers
who treat me as street rangers
They say it's dangerous
to place your trust in strangers
How strange it is!
For they themselves were strangers
I'm no stranger to strangers
I prefer strangers to them life-arrangers
If this venture is to fight strangeness
Then I'm adventurous
to show you what human nature is
which takes me to a place of strangers
I will work there with yet strangers
who treat me as street rangers
They say it's dangerous
to place your trust in strangers
How strange it is!
For they themselves were strangers
I'm no stranger to strangers
I prefer strangers to them life-arrangers
If this venture is to fight strangeness
Then I'm adventurous
to show you what human nature is
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Mar 2024 5:09pm
26th Mar 2024 5:09pm
Diary of a madman: Skyfall
My body is getting heavy
Is the sky falling down?
I look around in horror
People are creating labyrinthic roads with their light steps
Making cute philosophies with their wet bodies
They always say:
This guy doesn't care if the sky collapse
This guy will outlive us all
Funny
I began to imagine the falling of the sky
The stars which hold our fate pour down like hailstones
and break into pieces
The moon rolls over in front of me
and fails to hide its dark side
And, there's no longer need to learn how to fly ...
Is the sky falling down?
I look around in horror
People are creating labyrinthic roads with their light steps
Making cute philosophies with their wet bodies
They always say:
This guy doesn't care if the sky collapse
This guy will outlive us all
Funny
I began to imagine the falling of the sky
The stars which hold our fate pour down like hailstones
and break into pieces
The moon rolls over in front of me
and fails to hide its dark side
And, there's no longer need to learn how to fly ...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2024 7:56am
3rd Mar 2024 7:56am
Desertion
Dust covered sycamore leaves are hugging in the grassland
Neatly grown trees are mocking my breath
What's the point of throwing stones into the frozen lake?
I know
It's not the north wind that made me cold
Shamelessly sitting on a long stone bench
I become Pharhad and break the mountain
I become the Youngest Prince and fight the troll
However
Before the stories reach climax
Before I jump up from my seat
The moody melody comes to its end
Just like the winter sun finishes its chore
I know
I must creep out of the...
Neatly grown trees are mocking my breath
What's the point of throwing stones into the frozen lake?
I know
It's not the north wind that made me cold
Shamelessly sitting on a long stone bench
I become Pharhad and break the mountain
I become the Youngest Prince and fight the troll
However
Before the stories reach climax
Before I jump up from my seat
The moody melody comes to its end
Just like the winter sun finishes its chore
I know
I must creep out of the...
#loneliness
#SelfDiscovery
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Feb 2024 7:57pm
27th Feb 2024 7:57pm
Relief
I put myself in my pocket
Now I don't worry about getting lost
Anxious fingers can't break my relief
I remain calm as a tied dog in the dark
I put myself in my bag
Now I don't worry about getting tossed
The weight of the bag can't stop my flight
I'm a book
I'm a warm jacket
I'm a bag of sweet candy
I'm a bottle of clear water
Read me at will
Wear me
Eat me, Drink me
I float even higher
I put myself in human skin
Now I don't worry about getting hunted
Suspicious gazes cannot reach me
I swim in...
Now I don't worry about getting lost
Anxious fingers can't break my relief
I remain calm as a tied dog in the dark
I put myself in my bag
Now I don't worry about getting tossed
The weight of the bag can't stop my flight
I'm a book
I'm a warm jacket
I'm a bag of sweet candy
I'm a bottle of clear water
Read me at will
Wear me
Eat me, Drink me
I float even higher
I put myself in human skin
Now I don't worry about getting hunted
Suspicious gazes cannot reach me
I swim in...
#loneliness
#SelfDiscovery
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Feb 2024 7:55pm
27th Feb 2024 7:55pm
Things I Cannot Reach
Familiar smell hits my nose
Yes!
It's a potato lying in the ash
Im cleaning the clean corridor
Then, where'd this smell come from?
Familiar voice hits my ears
Yes!
It's the water flowing in the creek
Im singing the choir in my hive
Then, where'd this voice come from?
Familiar figure flashes through
Yes!
It's the girl asked me the road
Im choking in all these names
Then, where'd this figure come from?
I must seize them
I must tie them tight and firm
They must be as near as me
Always...
Yes!
It's a potato lying in the ash
Im cleaning the clean corridor
Then, where'd this smell come from?
Familiar voice hits my ears
Yes!
It's the water flowing in the creek
Im singing the choir in my hive
Then, where'd this voice come from?
Familiar figure flashes through
Yes!
It's the girl asked me the road
Im choking in all these names
Then, where'd this figure come from?
I must seize them
I must tie them tight and firm
They must be as near as me
Always...
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Dec 2021 4:35pm
29th Dec 2021 4:35pm
Secret
He found out my diffuse
Just like Galileo found out
that two balls drop simultaneously
in fact, I know your dark past
Just like you know
that he dreams of dropping all his teeth
we know yet other secrets
as if the ones of ours were not enough
we paint ourselves over and over
as if we're afraid that we're exposed
we're close and yet far apart
like the artistic stars in the sky
we're wet and yet dry
like the dying sands on the beach
my cion is flapping
as if it were suffocating
Just like Galileo found out
that two balls drop simultaneously
in fact, I know your dark past
Just like you know
that he dreams of dropping all his teeth
we know yet other secrets
as if the ones of ours were not enough
we paint ourselves over and over
as if we're afraid that we're exposed
we're close and yet far apart
like the artistic stars in the sky
we're wet and yet dry
like the dying sands on the beach
my cion is flapping
as if it were suffocating
#secrets
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