Submissions by LeeMenke
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm 20. i don't know a damned thing about the world. To call myself an experienced poet would be asinine and ignorant. I write free-verse or haiku.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Dec 2015 5:45pm
11th Dec 2015 5:45pm
Untitled Rap #1
Ill shovel food with my hand
Like the caveman that I am
Cant even afford am or fm
people yellin please save that man
I gotta cram
Life is the exam
First lesson
I lost my fam
Here I am
God DAMN
Sacrificial lamb
Kill me
Go ahead
Give me lead
Take my meds
Blue or the red?
Pop em bothr
See it from both sides
Stare at it till I go blind
Like that budda guy
No one here is really different from me
We all watch tv
dont we?
Im nobody
Talk about ya opinions and such
Are ya in a rush?
Are u in a rut...
Like the caveman that I am
Cant even afford am or fm
people yellin please save that man
I gotta cram
Life is the exam
First lesson
I lost my fam
Here I am
God DAMN
Sacrificial lamb
Kill me
Go ahead
Give me lead
Take my meds
Blue or the red?
Pop em bothr
See it from both sides
Stare at it till I go blind
Like that budda guy
No one here is really different from me
We all watch tv
dont we?
Im nobody
Talk about ya opinions and such
Are ya in a rush?
Are u in a rut...
662 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
10th Nov 2014 1:58am
10th Nov 2014 1:58am
Untitled
My words mean nothing
My finger tips reach no one.
I'm going straight to hell.
This is my decision
With my heart in one hand
and my soul in another...
vice-gripping both...
Chocking my very existence
My own worse enemy?
My greatest ally?
Strength and weakness reflects
like a man with eyes wide open
drowning in his own blood
falling from the surface
reflecting back
sinking blissfully to death
complete nothingness
much like closing my eyes
blocking the light shining my way
Testing Satan,
while denying...
My finger tips reach no one.
I'm going straight to hell.
This is my decision
With my heart in one hand
and my soul in another...
vice-gripping both...
Chocking my very existence
My own worse enemy?
My greatest ally?
Strength and weakness reflects
like a man with eyes wide open
drowning in his own blood
falling from the surface
reflecting back
sinking blissfully to death
complete nothingness
much like closing my eyes
blocking the light shining my way
Testing Satan,
while denying...
577 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2014 7:30am
3rd Nov 2014 7:30am
What else
What is there other than light and darkness?
Not in the sense of good and evil
Nor in the literal sense
Are we immersed in nothing
but the gray?
Clinging on to these ideals
Testing the devil
While denying God.
How many people have died in either ones name.
These ideas trapped in our brains.
Was death the first wrong?
How is an escape from this reality any worse for those still alive
While we sit at their graves
Grieving...
Or true jealousy
If it had a name.
Not in the sense of good and evil
Nor in the literal sense
Are we immersed in nothing
but the gray?
Clinging on to these ideals
Testing the devil
While denying God.
How many people have died in either ones name.
These ideas trapped in our brains.
Was death the first wrong?
How is an escape from this reality any worse for those still alive
While we sit at their graves
Grieving...
Or true jealousy
If it had a name.
521 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Oct 2014 9:31am
18th Oct 2014 9:31am
Sow What You Throw
You Are brainwashed.
Just like me.
Bloody sheep.
You have no soul.
we are machines.
Programmable.
By simply watching t.v.
the children at your feet.
watching a false reflection of life
consuming lies
and throwing away our lives
This is a kingdoms defeat
Let me die with the truth
beacuse I have no proof.
Just like me.
Bloody sheep.
You have no soul.
we are machines.
Programmable.
By simply watching t.v.
the children at your feet.
watching a false reflection of life
consuming lies
and throwing away our lives
This is a kingdoms defeat
Let me die with the truth
beacuse I have no proof.
479 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Oct 2014 12:08pm
16th Oct 2014 12:08pm
Be a little more uncomfortable.
Praying doesn't help
neither does manned drones.
responsibility is absent
just like Palestinian homes
Why?
Our very perceptions
are based on high.
Our very deceptions
is really were we lie.
neither does manned drones.
responsibility is absent
just like Palestinian homes
Why?
Our very perceptions
are based on high.
Our very deceptions
is really were we lie.
517 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Sep 2014 6:09pm
25th Sep 2014 6:09pm
Some Stay. Some Say.
Some stay, Some say. Where are they at by the end of the day.
I remember when I looked in the mirror
An image on a screen
I am a machine.
Mind blowing cells hurdling like the milky way.
We are the infinite.
Which ever. no direction no real explanation of time. We grow we die. Yet here is mankind.
Death is a name for the great unknown. Fearing what we don't even know.
I remember when I looked in the mirror
An image on a screen
I am a machine.
Mind blowing cells hurdling like the milky way.
We are the infinite.
Which ever. no direction no real explanation of time. We grow we die. Yet here is mankind.
Death is a name for the great unknown. Fearing what we don't even know.
506 reads
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
2nd Jun 2014 4:09am
2nd Jun 2014 4:09am
To my amnesiac self.
I want to deceive fate. I want you to forget the pain caused by fate. Everything is meant to happen. So if I achieve success. I will change fate. In turn ill change the world. You have potential that I waste everyday. I deserve not a single drop of it. You will have my potential. You will have every talent I have yet you will lose all my skills. Its up to you to get more skills. After all, you do have my toolbox. Although it is a bit rusty. Not a tool box made of hammer and nail. A toolbox of the infinite. Another piece of my potential. My very pain has defeated me. Not because I admit...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Feb 2014 4:05pm
17th Feb 2014 4:05pm
The Virus Inside
All the time you have been trying, trying to sit up straight put on a face finish tying your shoe lace to win the race trying not to trip trying not to get laughed at attacked for being a drag life hasn’t been going good you felt like you have never been loved watching a porno at ten year sold trying to get a load off cant even stop you are trying to get to the top you trip fall down hit the ground smack getting laughed at because you couldn’t even last you go to a party to have a blast people getting high to stay alive people going to the library looking at the city’s archives looking at how...
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Feb 2014 4:00pm
17th Feb 2014 4:00pm
Healthy/Happy
Who are you?
i am neither friend or foe
where am i
in a type of limbo...
Where is that?
between life and death
whats that?
two buttons to press
what do they do?
this one kills everyone
this one kills you...
no truth, just choice
either way
there will be no noise
i am neither friend or foe
where am i
in a type of limbo...
Where is that?
between life and death
whats that?
two buttons to press
what do they do?
this one kills everyone
this one kills you...
no truth, just choice
either way
there will be no noise
574 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Feb 2014 4:12am
10th Feb 2014 4:12am
Methods no madness, complete and absolute imperfection
My conscience keeps me conscious
Not falling in to the forbidden sleep
Tempted to reap
The sowed souls of defeat
The voices never speak
The mute baritone never atones
Begging to be stoned
Their knives are honed
A splintered edge
I listen with no intention
left with my own demonic invention
My own sacrifice's devices
The Wiser of Vice's bitter end
a crescent moon's tale of doubloons
red lace veils tattered on the battlefield
the pain those endure deserve respect and honor
yet, yet the train...
Not falling in to the forbidden sleep
Tempted to reap
The sowed souls of defeat
The voices never speak
The mute baritone never atones
Begging to be stoned
Their knives are honed
A splintered edge
I listen with no intention
left with my own demonic invention
My own sacrifice's devices
The Wiser of Vice's bitter end
a crescent moon's tale of doubloons
red lace veils tattered on the battlefield
the pain those endure deserve respect and honor
yet, yet the train...
507 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Feb 2014 3:36am
5th Feb 2014 3:36am
Diary Entry of a Madman
I am what I was but what I was, was what you seen me to be but what I am is no different from what you are" the world" for I’m a madman
This is my story I claim truth but truth is
So easily fabricated in to what you want isn’t it?
To hear I present to you what I believe to be just what "what is"
I fly I sing I cry I die but I’m here so close to a true death we are back to what truth is.
God is true but no one believes that but if a **** says she clean...
We cling to that bullshit which is really wrong I’m just trying to sort things out
have...
This is my story I claim truth but truth is
So easily fabricated in to what you want isn’t it?
To hear I present to you what I believe to be just what "what is"
I fly I sing I cry I die but I’m here so close to a true death we are back to what truth is.
God is true but no one believes that but if a **** says she clean...
We cling to that bullshit which is really wrong I’m just trying to sort things out
have...
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Feb 2014 3:15am
5th Feb 2014 3:15am
My Life Summed Up Continued....
With my hands ive built and broken
With my mouth ive spit and spoken
I've learned that pain is certain.
I made an act to hide the facts
That lie behind the burgundy curtain.
Comedy isn't a tragedy
The ones laughing are hiding their depravity.
With my mouth ive spit and spoken
I've learned that pain is certain.
I made an act to hide the facts
That lie behind the burgundy curtain.
Comedy isn't a tragedy
The ones laughing are hiding their depravity.
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