Submissions by Lilliputian
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Snippets of me.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Sep 2024 11:40pm
10th Sep 2024 11:40pm
Never Lasting Gobstopper
Unless you’re Willy Wonka
Don’t offer me a glimpse of your stash
For you’ll find me spellbound
Drowned in the chocolate river
Craving your Everlasting Gobstopper
Don’t offer me a glimpse of your stash
For you’ll find me spellbound
Drowned in the chocolate river
Craving your Everlasting Gobstopper
#confusion
#emptiness
#temptation
130 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Sep 2024 4:15am
9th Sep 2024 4:15am
Spoil the Page
each review stirs a second thought
reckoning the ink’s worth
to escape the inkwell
through my quill
or not to
reckoning the ink’s worth
to escape the inkwell
through my quill
or not to
#conflict
128 reads
DARK POEM
Published
8th Sep 2024 10:00pm
8th Sep 2024 10:00pm
The Witch
Wrinkled figure, old cane in hand
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
Little kids knock on the door
A loud shriek echoes through the house
A sign to leave their friend behind
Safe in the dark, unlit oven, napping
To avoid waking the witch’s wrath
While shadows creep outside
#dark
#fear
#loneliness
#manipulation
#witches
130 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Sep 2024 8:06pm
8th Sep 2024 8:06pm
Old Mickey Mouse Clock
No longer the same,
the clock stopped its tick-tocks,
gone beneath a heap
with every forgotten item.
Dust creeping every nook,
making the glass cover blurry,
the numbers on the dial
barely seen through,
everything is broken with neglect.
How you would wish
for it to be here still,
to rewind the time,
care for the Mickey Mouse clock
for better times.
Did it always hold such value?
the clock stopped its tick-tocks,
gone beneath a heap
with every forgotten item.
Dust creeping every nook,
making the glass cover blurry,
the numbers on the dial
barely seen through,
everything is broken with neglect.
How you would wish
for it to be here still,
to rewind the time,
care for the Mickey Mouse clock
for better times.
Did it always hold such value?
#grief
126 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Sep 2024 3:48am
8th Sep 2024 3:48am
Scorpions
they gripped tightly
with their pedipalps
refusing to crawl out
from the lacrimal gate
hidden from sight
in their wellspring
briny rivers flowing
down my skull
beneath the flesh
leaving a burning ache
behind the mask
stinging trails
of micro scorpions
that no one sees
with their pedipalps
refusing to crawl out
from the lacrimal gate
hidden from sight
in their wellspring
briny rivers flowing
down my skull
beneath the flesh
leaving a burning ache
behind the mask
stinging trails
of micro scorpions
that no one sees
#dark
#grief
#conflict
159 reads
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Sep 2024 00:36am
8th Sep 2024 00:36am
Loving Coins
Tossed coins on the TV table, counting with one hand,
I head to the shop around the corner, groceries in tow.
First coin buys me a buildable Mr. Potato Head
saying the words i needed you to say,
second brings affectionate sweets to melt my dismay,
third, a chocolate bar that shows it cares,
with the fourth and fifth, a onesie for you to wear.
A perfect version of you, just right and needed,
a lasting token from the change, so you won’t see me as a waste.
I head to the shop around the corner, groceries in tow.
First coin buys me a buildable Mr. Potato Head
saying the words i needed you to say,
second brings affectionate sweets to melt my dismay,
third, a chocolate bar that shows it cares,
with the fourth and fifth, a onesie for you to wear.
A perfect version of you, just right and needed,
a lasting token from the change, so you won’t see me as a waste.
#bittersweet
132 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Sep 2024 7:47pm
7th Sep 2024 7:47pm
Hollow
Dark wells fill my soul, a cold, empty space
Quenched by the drizzle's kiss, teasing its crave
Soon fleets, slipping away with a glint
Leaving me lost in the hollowness within
Quenched by the drizzle's kiss, teasing its crave
Soon fleets, slipping away with a glint
Leaving me lost in the hollowness within
#dark
#emptiness
152 reads
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Sep 2024 1:23am
6th Sep 2024 1:23am
My Vines
There’s this gemstone i want,
perched right on a cliff.
No matter how many times
my hand stretches to grasp it,
i fail, merely tracing it with my fingertips.
I glance around,
catching sight of vines latching onto me.
My mind sends neural signals,
a command to escape,
but my body remains ensnared,
writhing and squeezed
into an embrace to the glade.
These stems grew from the dreadful
qualm buried deep in
the dustiest corners of cobwebs,
where my inner saboteur resides, ...
perched right on a cliff.
No matter how many times
my hand stretches to grasp it,
i fail, merely tracing it with my fingertips.
I glance around,
catching sight of vines latching onto me.
My mind sends neural signals,
a command to escape,
but my body remains ensnared,
writhing and squeezed
into an embrace to the glade.
These stems grew from the dreadful
qualm buried deep in
the dustiest corners of cobwebs,
where my inner saboteur resides, ...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#fear
#FeelingTrapped
171 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Sep 2024 7:07pm
5th Sep 2024 7:07pm
Gentle Claws
Breathing thrusts icy daggers into my chest,
stabbing deep with every inhale.
Fabric feels heavy, wearing me out,
its weight like a second skin.
Heartbeats grow louder against the cage of ribs,
desperate to break free.
Every subtle motion, lingering scent, and faint voice
pervades my senses.
A swarm of tiny appendages creeps across my flesh,
leaving ghostly tingles behind.
Sharp blades dig in, carving lullabies to soothe
the unsettling itch beneath.
Perhaps a night on Elm Street would summon ...
stabbing deep with every inhale.
Fabric feels heavy, wearing me out,
its weight like a second skin.
Heartbeats grow louder against the cage of ribs,
desperate to break free.
Every subtle motion, lingering scent, and faint voice
pervades my senses.
A swarm of tiny appendages creeps across my flesh,
leaving ghostly tingles behind.
Sharp blades dig in, carving lullabies to soothe
the unsettling itch beneath.
Perhaps a night on Elm Street would summon ...
#dark
#emotions
149 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2024 11:50pm
3rd Sep 2024 11:50pm
The Behemoth _ with "Adagio"
Heavy thump clogging on the wooden floor
With each step thundering like a blunderbuss
A silhouette shadowing a behemoth’s soul
With the gust blasting, bursting through
As if a tempestuous wind barging
Sealing every mouth in its quake
Swallowing every move and sound to n'th decree
For all to cease and listen to the prophets
With each step thundering like a blunderbuss
A silhouette shadowing a behemoth’s soul
With the gust blasting, bursting through
As if a tempestuous wind barging
Sealing every mouth in its quake
Swallowing every move and sound to n'th decree
For all to cease and listen to the prophets
#anger
#dark
#fear
130 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2024 4:49pm
3rd Sep 2024 4:49pm
Disconnected
glass portal luring in living corpses
staring contest with the pixel box
numbed their senses
locked away
no longer belonging
muted sensorial failing to break
through walls that sever their shells
staring contest with the pixel box
numbed their senses
locked away
no longer belonging
muted sensorial failing to break
through walls that sever their shells
#dark
#emptiness
136 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2024 7:28pm
2nd Sep 2024 7:28pm
My Diospyros Lotus
Round, lilliputian Diospyros Lotus, bell-shaped
Veiled in scales, a feeble shield
Yearns for its gardeners’ tender care
Nurture it, to grow, fully fledged
The not so divine fruit clings to life’s agony
Roots entrenched in the soil of chaos
Its fragile stem, xylem strained
Carries arid minerals to the leaf bud
I weep for its struggle to survive
Hoping my pearls might help it thrive
Yet all it does is worsen its plight
As it gazes at me with pity
Perhaps I've stifled it,...
Veiled in scales, a feeble shield
Yearns for its gardeners’ tender care
Nurture it, to grow, fully fledged
The not so divine fruit clings to life’s agony
Roots entrenched in the soil of chaos
Its fragile stem, xylem strained
Carries arid minerals to the leaf bud
I weep for its struggle to survive
Hoping my pearls might help it thrive
Yet all it does is worsen its plight
As it gazes at me with pity
Perhaps I've stifled it,...
#flowers
#grief
#hurt #vulnerability
#hurt #vulnerability
165 reads
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