Submissions by Lothbrok
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
31st Oct 2020 3:07pm
31st Oct 2020 3:07pm
Baritone
Something's coming up from within
so deep
I can hear my heartbeats echoing
I keep
pushing on but I know it's only a ghost
the creak
from the floor becomes ever so haunting
a memory
is the last thing I can truly hold on to
an undying
trance that I've fallen into so...helplessly
so I....
so I...
so I...
will tear the dreams from catcher
hoist the white flag to the yesteryear
I bury myself into nothingness, if it keeps me from seeing you
hearing you
standing at an attention for you!!!!!
I.. I can...
so deep
I can hear my heartbeats echoing
I keep
pushing on but I know it's only a ghost
the creak
from the floor becomes ever so haunting
a memory
is the last thing I can truly hold on to
an undying
trance that I've fallen into so...helplessly
so I....
so I...
so I...
will tear the dreams from catcher
hoist the white flag to the yesteryear
I bury myself into nothingness, if it keeps me from seeing you
hearing you
standing at an attention for you!!!!!
I.. I can...
#regret
#rejection
#escape #bittersweet
#escape #bittersweet
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ANGER POEM
Published
11th Oct 2020 6:43pm
11th Oct 2020 6:43pm
Origami [A schizophrenic tale]
I've folded bodies like origami,
slowly mentally unraveling the evil that's inside me
saying goodbye to the iron seas
never felt a Farwell so diseased
I drained the vessels of rust
it was unfair but in my life a must
my childhood was a commandship with
a double bladed deck-hand
a cut-throat captain and a borderline
yes man
condemning common crews
codependent on comparable conversations,
corroborate a convincing confluence,
can't commend camaraderie coming carelessly can you?
now my company comes and goes with a few...
slowly mentally unraveling the evil that's inside me
saying goodbye to the iron seas
never felt a Farwell so diseased
I drained the vessels of rust
it was unfair but in my life a must
my childhood was a commandship with
a double bladed deck-hand
a cut-throat captain and a borderline
yes man
condemning common crews
codependent on comparable conversations,
corroborate a convincing confluence,
can't commend camaraderie coming carelessly can you?
now my company comes and goes with a few...
#grief
#dark
#parent
#memories
#despair
476 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Oct 2020 10:50pm
10th Oct 2020 10:50pm
Ich Bin Ewig
We surround ourselves with glorious gifts
women, men, material things
Hate each other over simple tiffs
men, women, material gains
It's world I've grown to despise,
the boredom, the lackluster movie moments in reality
the garden of eden across my neighbors property
it's all a joke in disguise
petty mingling to outshine the other
small wallet thick girth
Even God has hidden himself, ashamed and petrified of what we've become
of what he created
the apple, the fig or whatever you believe was the forbidden fruit...
it...
women, men, material things
Hate each other over simple tiffs
men, women, material gains
It's world I've grown to despise,
the boredom, the lackluster movie moments in reality
the garden of eden across my neighbors property
it's all a joke in disguise
petty mingling to outshine the other
small wallet thick girth
Even God has hidden himself, ashamed and petrified of what we've become
of what he created
the apple, the fig or whatever you believe was the forbidden fruit...
it...
#anger
#dark
#apathy
#boredom
#bittersweet
446 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2020 7:15pm
11th Sep 2020 7:15pm
Death Allow
They're pumping pills into the broken..
for the price of war is survival,
to grow old in a world that holds no insight
on the damage a man with ideas can cause.
Poorly devised acts of mental care
to feel their duty was righteous
because kids see them as action stars
and video game characters brought to life
while they swallow the death of existing memories
and jump to soft pops of water bottles
like politics jump to codemn military forces
but quick to threaten action to keep their riches on the streets where people want to be heard.
for the price of war is survival,
to grow old in a world that holds no insight
on the damage a man with ideas can cause.
Poorly devised acts of mental care
to feel their duty was righteous
because kids see them as action stars
and video game characters brought to life
while they swallow the death of existing memories
and jump to soft pops of water bottles
like politics jump to codemn military forces
but quick to threaten action to keep their riches on the streets where people want to be heard.
#misunderstood
#ignorance
#despair
#FeelingLost
#hurt
442 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Sep 2020 5:35pm
9th Sep 2020 5:35pm
Evil Is Freedom
Rules are broken and subsequently freed
From chains to even someone elses creed
it becomes the anvil
to which we are held back
from becoming successful
and emotionally secure in our heads
how is that so bad
what others call evil,
only wish they had the courage to follow
we all have hate we try to swallow,
we all have desire to harm another at times
we are animals after all,
just of a complicated kind
why worry about fashion,
fame and fortune.
the stress and blown composure
be someone you're not ...
From chains to even someone elses creed
it becomes the anvil
to which we are held back
from becoming successful
and emotionally secure in our heads
how is that so bad
what others call evil,
only wish they had the courage to follow
we all have hate we try to swallow,
we all have desire to harm another at times
we are animals after all,
just of a complicated kind
why worry about fashion,
fame and fortune.
the stress and blown composure
be someone you're not ...
#confusion
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#emptiness
#choices
401 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2020 10:37pm
2nd Sep 2020 10:37pm
Lighthouse
I found your barren shores ever so calming
in the storms that raged in my own mind
Impregnated with love and blissful beliefs,
but you were a predator for the common senses,
you swarmed in to my defense
whenever the case was an interesting find,
A marionette on show,
dancing horribly for your entertainment,
you're a one of kind
blows I've taken to my body
hurt less than the ones you've done to my soul.
Cold is what I've become and I found it numbs my wounds
but what does a damaged man do?
commit the same...
in the storms that raged in my own mind
Impregnated with love and blissful beliefs,
but you were a predator for the common senses,
you swarmed in to my defense
whenever the case was an interesting find,
A marionette on show,
dancing horribly for your entertainment,
you're a one of kind
blows I've taken to my body
hurt less than the ones you've done to my soul.
Cold is what I've become and I found it numbs my wounds
but what does a damaged man do?
commit the same...
#grief
#shame
#apathy
#bittersweet
#fear
317 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Aug 2020 9:15pm
7th Aug 2020 9:15pm
Stars Abound
I guess I forgot who I was,
reciting
I'm so sick of being nothing
want to be something
Bored to death of all these conversations
no longer feeling hungry
for knowledge is a lost commodity
speaking now in vain
in a world where bitterness and belligerence thrown upon us
living has become the parody of having everything
Products of fear and money obsessed
commanding the attention of occupants
began the dumb and down contest
I favor the few who stand up and protest
it's all chess and battleship anyway, ...
reciting
I'm so sick of being nothing
want to be something
Bored to death of all these conversations
no longer feeling hungry
for knowledge is a lost commodity
speaking now in vain
in a world where bitterness and belligerence thrown upon us
living has become the parody of having everything
Products of fear and money obsessed
commanding the attention of occupants
began the dumb and down contest
I favor the few who stand up and protest
it's all chess and battleship anyway, ...
#dark
#confusion
#apathy
#boredom
#bittersweet
474 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jul 2020 10:22pm
21st Jul 2020 10:22pm
Crystal Lungs
This edifice I climb just to admire the mileage,
Blacked out eyes
I became the God to the mindless
Lashed out at nights
Brawled and mauled my own mind
It's...
Where have I been?
Why am I so vicious at times?
Obsidian built
Minding my lines for this play we've stumbled in
Infinite choices, all leading to dirt
Who cares whose box is neater
We're all just a gift to the earth
While the palm trees are sprouting out of the ground
exploding like fireworks
Blacked out eyes
I became the God to the mindless
Lashed out at nights
Brawled and mauled my own mind
It's...
Where have I been?
Why am I so vicious at times?
Obsidian built
Minding my lines for this play we've stumbled in
Infinite choices, all leading to dirt
Who cares whose box is neater
We're all just a gift to the earth
While the palm trees are sprouting out of the ground
exploding like fireworks
#anxiety
#confusion
#despair
#apathy
#boredom
573 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jul 2020 9:28pm
13th Jul 2020 9:28pm
Hush My Children
I have no intention to stay,
No intention to be enemy
Upon your barren shores
Where there's apples on the tree
Long grass in the pasture
There's a snake waiting to snap at you
Whisper sweet harmonies in your ear
While coiling around your heart
Your recoil, is the most dangerous part.
It's too late to react,
falling back only leaves you grounded,
Wings never fully adjust
To the heavy words thrown around them
God hushed your lips to the secrets of eden,
The little crease between your nose and mouth, ...
No intention to be enemy
Upon your barren shores
Where there's apples on the tree
Long grass in the pasture
There's a snake waiting to snap at you
Whisper sweet harmonies in your ear
While coiling around your heart
Your recoil, is the most dangerous part.
It's too late to react,
falling back only leaves you grounded,
Wings never fully adjust
To the heavy words thrown around them
God hushed your lips to the secrets of eden,
The little crease between your nose and mouth, ...
#hate
#frustration
#greed
#emptiness
#fear
384 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jul 2020 9:55pm
5th Jul 2020 9:55pm
For Thus Spoke
Clay men
Spin little tales
Creating Gods
Where wisdom has failed
Let's create a new world right?
New God
Educate him to breed hate
Throw the noose on
Welcome to the new earth tonight.
Drenched in sweat
Working hard to break history
Tiny tiles of forgotten misery
Statues crumble from hurt words
He said she said
Peace never had a place here
We have no reason sleep well
Not with collective malice creeping through these halls
Through these streets
Through these pandering songs
This freedom...
Spin little tales
Creating Gods
Where wisdom has failed
Let's create a new world right?
New God
Educate him to breed hate
Throw the noose on
Welcome to the new earth tonight.
Drenched in sweat
Working hard to break history
Tiny tiles of forgotten misery
Statues crumble from hurt words
He said she said
Peace never had a place here
We have no reason sleep well
Not with collective malice creeping through these halls
Through these streets
Through these pandering songs
This freedom...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
#PowerOfWords
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Jun 2020 6:25pm
12th Jun 2020 6:25pm
Change Systems
Heavy headed
From the crowning
A womb of inferiority complexes
Come from the burning stables
Unable to rationalize murder
But throw stones at glass houses
And not aim any further.
Brandishing iron, silver and polymer
Straight shot politics tonight
Embarrassed by the intellectual
Conversations going awry
Come rattle up more cattle
Not like anyone would bother to impose
a system unless it benefits their pockets
Stories or a little mayhem
From the crowning
A womb of inferiority complexes
Come from the burning stables
Unable to rationalize murder
But throw stones at glass houses
And not aim any further.
Brandishing iron, silver and polymer
Straight shot politics tonight
Embarrassed by the intellectual
Conversations going awry
Come rattle up more cattle
Not like anyone would bother to impose
a system unless it benefits their pockets
Stories or a little mayhem
#anger
#anxiety
#confusion
#apathy
#boredom
380 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th May 2020 12:08pm
28th May 2020 12:08pm
The Man Monsoon
Born and raised on television
Grew his Heroic heritage
battling school bus bandits
Like Mr. Hold My Bag and Carrot sticks
Heart heavier than an anvil
Crushing the coyote trampling across sandhills
Road runner cartoon bug-eyed wonderment
When blue-dyed hair beauty comes a sauntering
Here comes the racing thoughts
"Boy growing up is astonishing".
Grew his Heroic heritage
battling school bus bandits
Like Mr. Hold My Bag and Carrot sticks
Heart heavier than an anvil
Crushing the coyote trampling across sandhills
Road runner cartoon bug-eyed wonderment
When blue-dyed hair beauty comes a sauntering
Here comes the racing thoughts
"Boy growing up is astonishing".
#teens
#childhood
#aging
#nostalgia
#dating
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