Submissions by Kurdt94 (Mike K.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry's dead? I didn't get the memo...
ANGER POEM
Published
12th May 2012 2:11am
12th May 2012 2:11am
Misanthrope
I hate you
I hate me
I'll probably hate
The next person I see
I hate today
I'll hate tomorrow
I'll spend them both
Drowning in sorrow
I hate the government
But I don't want it to change
Capitalism, communism
It's all the same
I hate love
It's a dumb emotion
All that time
Wasted on devotion
I hate this world
I wish I wasn't born
By the time I'm through here
I'll be broken and worn
I hate me
I'll probably hate
The next person I see
I hate today
I'll hate tomorrow
I'll spend them both
Drowning in sorrow
I hate the government
But I don't want it to change
Capitalism, communism
It's all the same
I hate love
It's a dumb emotion
All that time
Wasted on devotion
I hate this world
I wish I wasn't born
By the time I'm through here
I'll be broken and worn
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2012 1:49am
12th May 2012 1:49am
Perfect Girl
Spoon out my eyes
And see what I believed
That innocence is just for kids
Seems you were deceived
I didn't have to leave
You were you hid
Climb inside this hole
You made in my heart
And die in me, my sweet
You just can't restart
You're tearing you apart
Where shall we meet?
Fall straight down to me
Then carry me away
Where should we go?
To some yesterday?
Where we know what to say?
Then realize the answer is no
Sit and scream with me
What only we need to hear
Our demons come to pass
The...
And see what I believed
That innocence is just for kids
Seems you were deceived
I didn't have to leave
You were you hid
Climb inside this hole
You made in my heart
And die in me, my sweet
You just can't restart
You're tearing you apart
Where shall we meet?
Fall straight down to me
Then carry me away
Where should we go?
To some yesterday?
Where we know what to say?
Then realize the answer is no
Sit and scream with me
What only we need to hear
Our demons come to pass
The...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th May 2012 3:41pm
6th May 2012 3:41pm
Lovely Day
It starts the way most things do
You’re looking at her, and she’s looking at you
First you’re friends, and then so much more
You say to yourself, “this’ll be different then before”
Whirlwind romance, like a dream
Something new round ever corner, nothing’s ever what it seems
Glad this happened before you died, if it didn’t, you’d be dead
Or far away from here, instead
The taste of pleasure’s so good
Feeling out of body, never thought that you could
From the top of your head, straight down to your toes
Thought it was a joke, but now you know...
You’re looking at her, and she’s looking at you
First you’re friends, and then so much more
You say to yourself, “this’ll be different then before”
Whirlwind romance, like a dream
Something new round ever corner, nothing’s ever what it seems
Glad this happened before you died, if it didn’t, you’d be dead
Or far away from here, instead
The taste of pleasure’s so good
Feeling out of body, never thought that you could
From the top of your head, straight down to your toes
Thought it was a joke, but now you know...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th May 2012 3:12am
5th May 2012 3:12am
Hollow Ones
We’ll melt into nothing
Searching for something
A place to call home
Our faces, unknown
Our thoughts are hollow
The truth we must swallow
What we give is meaningless
Nothing in our pockets, penniless
The way we were, we lament
As we fight the joy, so dissident
We stand there, at death’s door
Me, her savior, and her, my paramour
We are the hollow ones
Blaming ourselves for what others have done
We don’t think about what tomorrow might bring
We hang by a thread, so cut the string
Searching for something
A place to call home
Our faces, unknown
Our thoughts are hollow
The truth we must swallow
What we give is meaningless
Nothing in our pockets, penniless
The way we were, we lament
As we fight the joy, so dissident
We stand there, at death’s door
Me, her savior, and her, my paramour
We are the hollow ones
Blaming ourselves for what others have done
We don’t think about what tomorrow might bring
We hang by a thread, so cut the string
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Apr 2012 3:32am
30th Apr 2012 3:32am
Goodbye
It’s so hard to say goodbye
But I don’t quite understand why
We never had anything real
Nothing to lose, nothing to feel
Never quite knew if it even existed
Some chance to share the time that persisted
Let it drown before it could breathe
Now we have a reason to leave
I wonder what exactly we could have been
A lowly zero or a perfect ten?
But we don’t have to think, just forget
Or our demons within will beset
I wish you the best on whatever you do
I pray you think the same thing, too
No tears are falling from our eyes...
But I don’t quite understand why
We never had anything real
Nothing to lose, nothing to feel
Never quite knew if it even existed
Some chance to share the time that persisted
Let it drown before it could breathe
Now we have a reason to leave
I wonder what exactly we could have been
A lowly zero or a perfect ten?
But we don’t have to think, just forget
Or our demons within will beset
I wish you the best on whatever you do
I pray you think the same thing, too
No tears are falling from our eyes...
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Apr 2012 2:47pm
28th Apr 2012 2:47pm
Otherworld
Here we are, entire oceans apart
Always knew how to end, never to start
This world was never meant for us
And as hard as we tried, we could never adjust
We were cast aside, presumed dead on arrival
Always struggled to find the means of survival
Just two souls among billions, hoping for a reason
To it all in a nutshell before our time was done
We would stare at the stars, expecting to find
A better place; such a composition of the mind
A figment of imagination, but we didn’t care
We’d block out this world, and pretend we were there
...
Always knew how to end, never to start
This world was never meant for us
And as hard as we tried, we could never adjust
We were cast aside, presumed dead on arrival
Always struggled to find the means of survival
Just two souls among billions, hoping for a reason
To it all in a nutshell before our time was done
We would stare at the stars, expecting to find
A better place; such a composition of the mind
A figment of imagination, but we didn’t care
We’d block out this world, and pretend we were there
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2012 7:03pm
22nd Apr 2012 7:03pm
The Day
The day after tomorrow
What we’ll see is what we’ll get
A testament of sorrow
Living with our regrets
The day after the next
Our scars will break open
Haunting thoughts make us vexed
Rejection makes us broken
The day hereafter
We’ll look and wish for more
Then we’ll shrivel up and scatter
Because there’s nothing to fall for
The day on the horizon
We’ll go back to the moment
That everything fell apart
And pray for atonement
The day in the future
When we’re too worn out
And we can’t take the torture...
What we’ll see is what we’ll get
A testament of sorrow
Living with our regrets
The day after the next
Our scars will break open
Haunting thoughts make us vexed
Rejection makes us broken
The day hereafter
We’ll look and wish for more
Then we’ll shrivel up and scatter
Because there’s nothing to fall for
The day on the horizon
We’ll go back to the moment
That everything fell apart
And pray for atonement
The day in the future
When we’re too worn out
And we can’t take the torture...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Apr 2012 5:18pm
21st Apr 2012 5:18pm
Last
Last one out, hit the lights
Last dance, let it last forever
Last kiss, much longer than forever
Last look, and then you’re gone
Last pleasure, what a thrill
Last caress, feels like heaven
Last mistake, not again
Last time, same thing was said
Last threat, fades to dust
Last fear, then I’m immortal
Last year, hard to remember
Last century, even harder
Last instinct, didn’t trust it
Last reaction, just too slow
Last thought, then I remember nothing
Last face, I couldn’t recall
Last fight, do or die
Last...
Last dance, let it last forever
Last kiss, much longer than forever
Last look, and then you’re gone
Last pleasure, what a thrill
Last caress, feels like heaven
Last mistake, not again
Last time, same thing was said
Last threat, fades to dust
Last fear, then I’m immortal
Last year, hard to remember
Last century, even harder
Last instinct, didn’t trust it
Last reaction, just too slow
Last thought, then I remember nothing
Last face, I couldn’t recall
Last fight, do or die
Last...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Apr 2012 4:20am
14th Apr 2012 4:20am
Faces And Names
No ceilings or walls
Flash of light, curtain call
Within the darkness, a touch
Unparalleled to feel, nothing much
Almost too exact
Faded straight before impact
Today’s already done
Tomorrow’s demise already begun
Never exactly right
But what a perfect insight
Into where the road ends
What does that point intend?
Left in the wake
Of what all was at stake
Then we’re all the same
Same old faces, same old names
Flash of light, curtain call
Within the darkness, a touch
Unparalleled to feel, nothing much
Almost too exact
Faded straight before impact
Today’s already done
Tomorrow’s demise already begun
Never exactly right
But what a perfect insight
Into where the road ends
What does that point intend?
Left in the wake
Of what all was at stake
Then we’re all the same
Same old faces, same old names
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Apr 2012 2:49am
12th Apr 2012 2:49am
Dead Inside
Don’t think the lost is found
Even if the breath is there
And the blood flows so freely
Defeat is the name of the game
Ill-prepared for the change of pace
Never thought I’d lose this fast
Saw my chance slip away so slowly
Indifferent to what’s in the mirror
Didn’t ask for this face staring back at me
Escape is a dream, for the dead is inside
Even if the breath is there
And the blood flows so freely
Defeat is the name of the game
Ill-prepared for the change of pace
Never thought I’d lose this fast
Saw my chance slip away so slowly
Indifferent to what’s in the mirror
Didn’t ask for this face staring back at me
Escape is a dream, for the dead is inside
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Apr 2012 2:38am
12th Apr 2012 2:38am
Another
Another moment I can’t face
Another friend I can’t replace
Another chance I just can’t chase
Another feeling of disgrace
Another fake smile that I gave
Another cold stare I didn’t crave
Another poor soul I can’t save
Another poor soul in a grave
Another way I can fail
Another tragic lover’s tale
Another happy couple, hail hail!
Another crucifixion, get the nails
Another day I survived
Another day I’m alive
But another I can’t, really, I’ve tried
So another pointless suicide
Another lesson to be learned...
Another friend I can’t replace
Another chance I just can’t chase
Another feeling of disgrace
Another fake smile that I gave
Another cold stare I didn’t crave
Another poor soul I can’t save
Another poor soul in a grave
Another way I can fail
Another tragic lover’s tale
Another happy couple, hail hail!
Another crucifixion, get the nails
Another day I survived
Another day I’m alive
But another I can’t, really, I’ve tried
So another pointless suicide
Another lesson to be learned...
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Apr 2012 4:39am
10th Apr 2012 4:39am
Like Me
How could I ever be dead like you?
To be that way would to be like a banished shadow
Engulfing the world, searching for some light
But all it occupies just isn’t nearly enough
To be like Jesus’ son, unsure about his place
How I could ever live up to the nails in hands is beyond me
Pluck out my eyes, send them into the loneliness of space
So I can see horror and beauty, like a messiah
To be at the lowest point of the negative spectrum
A color so dark, darker than black
To stare at me would be to stare at oblivion
And witness doomsday times...
To be that way would to be like a banished shadow
Engulfing the world, searching for some light
But all it occupies just isn’t nearly enough
To be like Jesus’ son, unsure about his place
How I could ever live up to the nails in hands is beyond me
Pluck out my eyes, send them into the loneliness of space
So I can see horror and beauty, like a messiah
To be at the lowest point of the negative spectrum
A color so dark, darker than black
To stare at me would be to stare at oblivion
And witness doomsday times...
615 reads
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