Submissions by MDT
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
dreamy
electric storm
sparkled gaze
lost in a clandestine maze
Succumbed to the essence
of the electric storm
your soul,
a smile as bright as the moon crescent
caresses the fractured statue of this heart
to pulverise stone into the rebirth
of a wounded soul
and with such splendor
I am ignited in the darkest night
and spread my wings to take flight
into the wonders of your love.
lost in a clandestine maze
Succumbed to the essence
of the electric storm
your soul,
a smile as bright as the moon crescent
caresses the fractured statue of this heart
to pulverise stone into the rebirth
of a wounded soul
and with such splendor
I am ignited in the darkest night
and spread my wings to take flight
into the wonders of your love.
655 reads
3 Comments
cream and chocolate
cream and chocolate
fold into one another
melting time
into rhyme
as sun gold leaves
travel on the wind
of a clear ice blue sky
they fall to pattern the ground
to greet the gentle journeys end
as they decorate streets in delicate arrangement
orange,yellow,reds and mauve
carefully paint notions of romance
into existence.
fold into one another
melting time
into rhyme
as sun gold leaves
travel on the wind
of a clear ice blue sky
they fall to pattern the ground
to greet the gentle journeys end
as they decorate streets in delicate arrangement
orange,yellow,reds and mauve
carefully paint notions of romance
into existence.
593 reads
3 Comments
everything and nothing
this soul has been ripped
out of the warmth and comfort
of a beating heart
cast into the coldest unlit night
fading into the abyss
disintegrated into everything and nothing.
out of the warmth and comfort
of a beating heart
cast into the coldest unlit night
fading into the abyss
disintegrated into everything and nothing.
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the savage
sunlight
reflects
from dilated
pupils
as introspective
contemplations pour
into sour sweat
that acentuate the stench
of self worth
enclosed in
the savage essence
of being.
reflects
from dilated
pupils
as introspective
contemplations pour
into sour sweat
that acentuate the stench
of self worth
enclosed in
the savage essence
of being.
530 reads
2 Comments
sky and earth
The blue sky
does not lie
it is falling to be
grounded, with his long lost love,
earth.
for the children of earth and sky,
have grown into,
angry violent,vicious,
adolescents,
that spit a dirty attitude
betrayed,battered,exhausted
the earth mother fades,
and
sky will fall,
into the open core
of her heart,
to respark
her fire.
does not lie
it is falling to be
grounded, with his long lost love,
earth.
for the children of earth and sky,
have grown into,
angry violent,vicious,
adolescents,
that spit a dirty attitude
betrayed,battered,exhausted
the earth mother fades,
and
sky will fall,
into the open core
of her heart,
to respark
her fire.
562 reads
1 Comment
spray
The deep blue ocean
roars in might
as the currents
tell tales of travels
in ancient tongues
decoded as they
crash unto the rocks
splashing in an elegant dance
oceanic spray,destined for beauty
such beauty
roars in might
as the currents
tell tales of travels
in ancient tongues
decoded as they
crash unto the rocks
splashing in an elegant dance
oceanic spray,destined for beauty
such beauty
562 reads
2 Comments
cracked
dust colors the horizon
a musky red
fraying into
the velvet violet light
of a sleeping sun
the river bed is dry
as dry as cracked lips
that scorch kind words
into burnt lies
the river bed is dry
as dry as a torn heart
that is unable
to trust
just pulverise into
particles unseen
the river bed is dry
as dry as an exhausted soul
an everlasting drought
quenching for self worth
cracked earth.
a musky red
fraying into
the velvet violet light
of a sleeping sun
the river bed is dry
as dry as cracked lips
that scorch kind words
into burnt lies
the river bed is dry
as dry as a torn heart
that is unable
to trust
just pulverise into
particles unseen
the river bed is dry
as dry as an exhausted soul
an everlasting drought
quenching for self worth
cracked earth.
575 reads
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fairy tales
what is love
but a deceitful game
of exposure
and contamination
of the pure self
to compromise and exchange
for an image
that is not you
essential soul
now dispersed
among those
that once were loved
with truth and trust
enthralled in lust
longing to share
a beating heart
with another
to dance in fairytales
but fairy tales are but tales
lies and betrayals
that offer only a temporal
experience of so called
love.
but a deceitful game
of exposure
and contamination
of the pure self
to compromise and exchange
for an image
that is not you
essential soul
now dispersed
among those
that once were loved
with truth and trust
enthralled in lust
longing to share
a beating heart
with another
to dance in fairytales
but fairy tales are but tales
lies and betrayals
that offer only a temporal
experience of so called
love.
656 reads
2 Comments
the disposed
Mercury is falling
as the sky collapses
before our eyes
our destined demise
a shroud of guilt
conceals acceptance
of the poignant presence
the life spark in everything,
and our clouded mindspace
collapses the backdrop
painted to keep us all
well aquainted.
and so we are disposed
into the astronomic waste disposal
as star trash.
as the sky collapses
before our eyes
our destined demise
a shroud of guilt
conceals acceptance
of the poignant presence
the life spark in everything,
and our clouded mindspace
collapses the backdrop
painted to keep us all
well aquainted.
and so we are disposed
into the astronomic waste disposal
as star trash.
549 reads
2 Comments
sooner than later
twenty cents in my purse
self obstruct to vent in curse
It's alright
Night will come
and the sunrise will gift
existence to take it's course
breathe in to discover the source
as hands of the ticking clock,
bring time closer to now
and as sands slip into an unforgotten future
the hole in my sole will mend to cure
the absence of a whole soul,
for everything must fall in place,
sooner than later.
self obstruct to vent in curse
It's alright
Night will come
and the sunrise will gift
existence to take it's course
breathe in to discover the source
as hands of the ticking clock,
bring time closer to now
and as sands slip into an unforgotten future
the hole in my sole will mend to cure
the absence of a whole soul,
for everything must fall in place,
sooner than later.
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upon the window pane
green eyes peer
forth from a face
designed with grace
In such delicate pose,
upon the window pane
sits the mystic creature,
watching and ever knowing
ash grey and glowing emerald gaze
entangled in an enchanted daze
forth from a face
designed with grace
In such delicate pose,
upon the window pane
sits the mystic creature,
watching and ever knowing
ash grey and glowing emerald gaze
entangled in an enchanted daze
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in mystic dwellings of things unseen
laughing lads and smiling girls,
a man with a pipe and a lady with pearls,
young and the old,
play in the shadows of the plot to unfold
in mystic dwellings of things unseen,
it was for told, put out your gold
and fold into the comfort of forgetting
as faces drag time,
sip and slur,
blur and shine,
another beer at a quarter past nine
a man with a pipe and a lady with pearls,
young and the old,
play in the shadows of the plot to unfold
in mystic dwellings of things unseen,
it was for told, put out your gold
and fold into the comfort of forgetting
as faces drag time,
sip and slur,
blur and shine,
another beer at a quarter past nine
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