Submissions by LAW_1013
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Ying [&] yANG
Bubbler in one hand,
Aluminum in the other.
How long til I adopt,
A rig as their new brother?
This ice makes me quick,
Though never fast enough.
Maybe it's the tar,
That causes me too stick?
Stuck in one place,
Left with this feeling.
Must I always seek,
This empty sense of being?
One sinking cloud away,
One more dark cloud I'm holding.
In the end,
I'm led astray;
Withdrawn from all emotion.
Why can't my mind,
Handle this commotion?
I just need too get up,
Bubble bubble away;
Here I be yet again.
Too much...
Aluminum in the other.
How long til I adopt,
A rig as their new brother?
This ice makes me quick,
Though never fast enough.
Maybe it's the tar,
That causes me too stick?
Stuck in one place,
Left with this feeling.
Must I always seek,
This empty sense of being?
One sinking cloud away,
One more dark cloud I'm holding.
In the end,
I'm led astray;
Withdrawn from all emotion.
Why can't my mind,
Handle this commotion?
I just need too get up,
Bubble bubble away;
Here I be yet again.
Too much...
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Recession
I'm screwed,
Not a clue what too do.
No work in sight,
For months it's been a fight.
What else can I loose?
But my place to sleep.
Eviction.
Quick as it approaches,
Seems like soon;
I'll be sleeping along-side roaches.
Behind a dumpster I shall hide,
With nowhere else too reside.
Digging for cans,
And I once called myself a man?
What is this blasphemy I ask,
Adding yet another task;
For my weakened mind
Cannot escape the past.
Great memories once,
Came day by day.
Now all that lingers,
Is the stench of rot and...
Not a clue what too do.
No work in sight,
For months it's been a fight.
What else can I loose?
But my place to sleep.
Eviction.
Quick as it approaches,
Seems like soon;
I'll be sleeping along-side roaches.
Behind a dumpster I shall hide,
With nowhere else too reside.
Digging for cans,
And I once called myself a man?
What is this blasphemy I ask,
Adding yet another task;
For my weakened mind
Cannot escape the past.
Great memories once,
Came day by day.
Now all that lingers,
Is the stench of rot and...
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My Other Half
He breathes fire and spits acid,
Never yet though;
Have you encountered a soul so placid.
One who seeks peace,
With all he comes too meet.
Avoids conflict at all costs,
Still yet it stalks,
Everyplace he may walk.
It cascades around him,
Trapping his soul;
Forever laying dormant,
Just wanting more.
A useless body,
Possesing infinite potential.
All desire for good,
Though the second half be evil.
Ying and yang,
Always black or white.
This darkness has been supressed,
At least,
For the first half of my life.
A...
Never yet though;
Have you encountered a soul so placid.
One who seeks peace,
With all he comes too meet.
Avoids conflict at all costs,
Still yet it stalks,
Everyplace he may walk.
It cascades around him,
Trapping his soul;
Forever laying dormant,
Just wanting more.
A useless body,
Possesing infinite potential.
All desire for good,
Though the second half be evil.
Ying and yang,
Always black or white.
This darkness has been supressed,
At least,
For the first half of my life.
A...
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B.F.D.(Best friend dope)
The smoke flows in,
Your soul you blow out.
So tell me, Tell me please,
What this dope's all about.
Whats your reasoning?
What shall you plee?
Will the ghost of innocence flow from your lips?,
Or can you fall too your knees,
To finally accept,
That you are guilty?
Guilty of your lies,
You have given in too desire.
You have allowed the blackness within,
To consume thy spirit.
You try to fight it,
You've given all you possibly can;
To just feel and be clean yet again.
But this be the cycle... ...
Your soul you blow out.
So tell me, Tell me please,
What this dope's all about.
Whats your reasoning?
What shall you plee?
Will the ghost of innocence flow from your lips?,
Or can you fall too your knees,
To finally accept,
That you are guilty?
Guilty of your lies,
You have given in too desire.
You have allowed the blackness within,
To consume thy spirit.
You try to fight it,
You've given all you possibly can;
To just feel and be clean yet again.
But this be the cycle... ...
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4 Comments
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