Submissions by Maazgrim
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write what I want. It's usually about the grand futility of life, the utter madness of humanity and other existential stuff. Some people say my poetry's weird. I'm rather proud of that.
Creator Created
I sit and write words, they think,
Not knowing what they cannot see,
For I do not create wordy strings,
The clambering script creates me.
Not knowing what they cannot see,
For I do not create wordy strings,
The clambering script creates me.
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Friendly Advice
You are like a rose, my friend,
Gorgeous red, like blood,
Bloom before your doom, then,
For you are mortal, my friend.
So be beautiful while you can,
While you still have the breath,
For even roses do not,
Smell sweet in death.
Gorgeous red, like blood,
Bloom before your doom, then,
For you are mortal, my friend.
So be beautiful while you can,
While you still have the breath,
For even roses do not,
Smell sweet in death.
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Morning
I wake, but do not.
I remind myself of myself,
Then foam my mouth,
Till it turns pink.
I pluck my eyes from a coffin,
Put them in their place.
Then shed my skin and myself,
Become a grey slate.
Finally tie a striped noose,
And slip off the edge.
I remind myself of myself,
Then foam my mouth,
Till it turns pink.
I pluck my eyes from a coffin,
Put them in their place.
Then shed my skin and myself,
Become a grey slate.
Finally tie a striped noose,
And slip off the edge.
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