Submissions by Lilliputian
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Snippets of me.
See-Through
Sewn diaphanous gossamer
As a see-through sheer,
Shaped with tatters of words
I mend together to catch a glimpse
Of my thoughts’ sculpture.
Tracing their curves,
Crafted with delicate fingers,
Every contour on display
For my eyes to grasp
And my soul to heave a sigh—
I can see myself now.
As a see-through sheer,
Shaped with tatters of words
I mend together to catch a glimpse
Of my thoughts’ sculpture.
Tracing their curves,
Crafted with delicate fingers,
Every contour on display
For my eyes to grasp
And my soul to heave a sigh—
I can see myself now.
#vulnerability
#WritingPoetry
69 reads
Poisonous Voices
Voices on a loop
Rushing through my head,
Like poison
Coursing through my veins.
Rushing through my head,
Like poison
Coursing through my veins.
#conflict
#emotions
85 reads
Walking Corpse
If only these burning tears
could leave copper trails down my cheeks.
If only what made my eyes bleed
stayed carved across my body.
If only the consuming past
remained reflected in my iris.
If only my heart stopped beating casually,
though my soul, long ago, had died.
Becoming this walking corpse,
breathing life out in a slow demise.
Will you then see how your arrow shattered me,
broken beneath the surface?
could leave copper trails down my cheeks.
If only what made my eyes bleed
stayed carved across my body.
If only the consuming past
remained reflected in my iris.
If only my heart stopped beating casually,
though my soul, long ago, had died.
Becoming this walking corpse,
breathing life out in a slow demise.
Will you then see how your arrow shattered me,
broken beneath the surface?
#hurt
104 reads
Piece of Flesh
They diminish you, these ogles,
Looking past your inner pith,
Peeling away your rind.
You’re nothing
But a mere piece of flesh,
Your worth, unwanted—
Déshabillé,
Your core, discarded—
Insignificant.
Looking past your inner pith,
Peeling away your rind.
You’re nothing
But a mere piece of flesh,
Your worth, unwanted—
Déshabillé,
Your core, discarded—
Insignificant.
#SelfWorth
102 reads
Midnight Tunes
Dancing clouds floated above
Intoxicating smoke curling in the air
From the incense of insomnia
Rose with midnight tunes
A lento slithering from the chime
To fill every hollowed nook
With the sweet-smelling fragments
Of bitter-echoing remnants
Whispering softly to lull me awake
Intoxicating smoke curling in the air
From the incense of insomnia
Rose with midnight tunes
A lento slithering from the chime
To fill every hollowed nook
With the sweet-smelling fragments
Of bitter-echoing remnants
Whispering softly to lull me awake
#insomnia
#night
103 reads
My Blues
When my light turns dim,
My blues take the shine off my eyes,
Glumness fills me
And delight becomes a myth.
When I cast her in a bin,
My sadness weeps
Crawling back to me
And I cradle her in my arms.
Buried together in a pit,
She seeks my aching tears,
Wiping them only to break me
Once again, her heavy weight suffocates.
And I let her be.
My blues take the shine off my eyes,
Glumness fills me
And delight becomes a myth.
When I cast her in a bin,
My sadness weeps
Crawling back to me
And I cradle her in my arms.
Buried together in a pit,
She seeks my aching tears,
Wiping them only to break me
Once again, her heavy weight suffocates.
And I let her be.
#sadness
92 reads
Eternal Vestige
Bright “Time heals” quotes
Only made my waiting dismal,
Pointless clock,
Broken pendulum,
A lifetime ticking in vain.
Slowly rotting in despair,
As if I’m unworthy
For the years to embrace me,
For the months to mend my shards,
For the weeks to cure my wounds,
For the days to treat my scars,
For the minutes to wipe my tears,
For the seconds to hush my ache.
Left with undying remnants,
Imprinted marks of anguish,
Sharpened claws of nightmares,
Tucked beneath my pillow—
An eternal vestige.
Only made my waiting dismal,
Pointless clock,
Broken pendulum,
A lifetime ticking in vain.
Slowly rotting in despair,
As if I’m unworthy
For the years to embrace me,
For the months to mend my shards,
For the weeks to cure my wounds,
For the days to treat my scars,
For the minutes to wipe my tears,
For the seconds to hush my ache.
Left with undying remnants,
Imprinted marks of anguish,
Sharpened claws of nightmares,
Tucked beneath my pillow—
An eternal vestige.
#despair
#TimeHeals
95 reads
Raindrops
Raindrops
Mellow sprinkles
Silky soothing kisses
Softly balming wilted petals
Sky’s tears
Mellow sprinkles
Silky soothing kisses
Softly balming wilted petals
Sky’s tears
#rain
#cinquain
107 reads
Bleeding Tears
My mind’s mouth kept me awake
Thoughts dripping with acidic words
A language meant to gash my being
As I watched myself bleeding tears
Echoes ringing within my head
A cacophony of whys and what ifs
Like a siren blaring over and over
With a piper, seeking to be heard
Serving myself on a dish
For my nerves to chew into pieces
Then spew my bitter leftovers
Until I fell asleep with a distant wish
Thoughts dripping with acidic words
A language meant to gash my being
As I watched myself bleeding tears
Echoes ringing within my head
A cacophony of whys and what ifs
Like a siren blaring over and over
With a piper, seeking to be heard
Serving myself on a dish
For my nerves to chew into pieces
Then spew my bitter leftovers
Until I fell asleep with a distant wish
#anxiety
#despair
#suffering
161 reads
In a Blink
In a blink, time flashed
Urging me forward,
Collapsed with a leash
Under the spotlight,
On a bleak stage
Belonging to the dreadful future
I’ve spent my past shrinking from,
While it has demolished
My life ceaselessly.
A slave under its spell.
Urging me forward,
Collapsed with a leash
Under the spotlight,
On a bleak stage
Belonging to the dreadful future
I’ve spent my past shrinking from,
While it has demolished
My life ceaselessly.
A slave under its spell.
#FeelingTrapped
#anxiety
90 reads
Life’s Cord
Held onto the umbilical cord,
Crawling out from my mother’s womb,
Only to truckle,
Crawling into the womb of your will,
Strangled by life’s cord.
Crawling out from my mother’s womb,
Only to truckle,
Crawling into the womb of your will,
Strangled by life’s cord.
#despair
#LifeStruggles
89 reads
No Window
Young and confined
Bound within walls
No window
To breathe freedom
To take a glimpse
Of rainbows and butterflies
Beyond my bastille
Bound within walls
No window
To breathe freedom
To take a glimpse
Of rainbows and butterflies
Beyond my bastille
#despair
#FeelingTrapped
#sadness
82 reads
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