Submissions by MalcolmG (Malcolm Gladwin)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm certainly complex filled with layers , introverted extrovert or whichever way pleases , I like authentic and original thoughts , don't care how messy it is as Iong as provokes me to consider things I wouldn't usually, somewhat of spontaneous writer
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Nov 2024 5:22am
7th Nov 2024 5:22am
A Day Of Consequence
I woke up late this morning, alarm’s silent call,
And scrambled through chaos, the house bore it all.
In haste, I ran wild, made a mess as I sped,
Rushing to work while I felt like the dead.
Missed the bus because I’d forgotten my phone,
Had to run back, feeling cold to the bone.
Late to my office I got a angry stare,
For a day going south, it was too much to bear.
In a foul mood I shouted, at people who I knew,
Leaving me colder, alone with the blue.
And worse it became, as my troubles amassed,
Thinking two clocks...
And scrambled through chaos, the house bore it all.
In haste, I ran wild, made a mess as I sped,
Rushing to work while I felt like the dead.
Missed the bus because I’d forgotten my phone,
Had to run back, feeling cold to the bone.
Late to my office I got a angry stare,
For a day going south, it was too much to bear.
In a foul mood I shouted, at people who I knew,
Leaving me colder, alone with the blue.
And worse it became, as my troubles amassed,
Thinking two clocks...
#morning
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Nov 2024 3:36pm
6th Nov 2024 3:36pm
The Last Stop
Flattened fur and bunny ear,
A weary grin now here appears,
Crushed little bones where tyres tread,
I guess it’s Bugs—yes, Bunny’s dead.
A brutal scene laced across its face,
Left for crows’ pickings, no shame, no grace,
Eyes peeled wide, a little like balloons,
A sudden death with instant doom.
A hooter honks to warn the hare,
Still he crossed; he seemed to dare,
We hope his end was quick and swift,
Paws skyward, soul adrift.
He met the tyre, body split in two—
What’s a driver meant to do?
Now fur and...
A weary grin now here appears,
Crushed little bones where tyres tread,
I guess it’s Bugs—yes, Bunny’s dead.
A brutal scene laced across its face,
Left for crows’ pickings, no shame, no grace,
Eyes peeled wide, a little like balloons,
A sudden death with instant doom.
A hooter honks to warn the hare,
Still he crossed; he seemed to dare,
We hope his end was quick and swift,
Paws skyward, soul adrift.
He met the tyre, body split in two—
What’s a driver meant to do?
Now fur and...
#animals
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Nov 2024 12:25pm
6th Nov 2024 12:25pm
NOT ALL VAMPIRES SUCK BLOOD
Your gaze wanders through corridors of dead and living poets, devouring, slipping in like thieves at midnight—not for communion with the spirit’s insight, but to feast, to draw stolen breath and reshape it as your own, a mimicry born without debt to the muse, a hollow construct grasping for self acclaim, void of responsibility to its sources.
Poetic Vampires, the charlatans of thought, these pale shadows drift through other minds, cloaked in filched passion and counterfeit phrases—a theater of echoes lacking the marrow of originality. They linger, barren of fresh vision, bereft of...
Poetic Vampires, the charlatans of thought, these pale shadows drift through other minds, cloaked in filched passion and counterfeit phrases—a theater of echoes lacking the marrow of originality. They linger, barren of fresh vision, bereft of...
#anger
#art
#disappointment
#frustration
#morality
69 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th Nov 2024 2:20am
5th Nov 2024 2:20am
Letters To Heaven
I wrote you a letter, I'm wondering why,
I’m left with no answer, no simple reply,
No voice from heaven no voice from the sky. Surely you haven't left ,O God did you die?
Thought you'd ease this burden we all have to bear, but it’s quiet down here, are you actually there?
We live in our fears, tears dripping on faces, People starving, the whole human races is, suffering and homeless, year after year, please give me sign that you can actually hear.
Did you plan this...
I’m left with no answer, no simple reply,
No voice from heaven no voice from the sky. Surely you haven't left ,O God did you die?
Thought you'd ease this burden we all have to bear, but it’s quiet down here, are you actually there?
We live in our fears, tears dripping on faces, People starving, the whole human races is, suffering and homeless, year after year, please give me sign that you can actually hear.
Did you plan this...
#atheism
#devil
#God
#religion
#TruthOfLife
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Nov 2024 2:52pm
4th Nov 2024 2:52pm
The Magic Rhyme
The faires spirit of the wise woman dance on to bring the night, casting a softly spoken spell bringing eternity to them as they dance around the heath, forrest and the bog.
The magic rhythm echoes into the universe carried on whispers of secret rhyme into the cosmos, suddenly a great spark ignites an the ancient tale unfolds, the cosmic force awaken.
Rays unimaginable burst through darkness like golden thread, brilliance and beauty cast as light is softly spread, the midnight lakes and streams of the forest shine with crystal frost, while luna...
The magic rhythm echoes into the universe carried on whispers of secret rhyme into the cosmos, suddenly a great spark ignites an the ancient tale unfolds, the cosmic force awaken.
Rays unimaginable burst through darkness like golden thread, brilliance and beauty cast as light is softly spread, the midnight lakes and streams of the forest shine with crystal frost, while luna...
#earth
#moon
#nature #stars
#nature #stars
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2024 00:14am
3rd Nov 2024 00:14am
Reflections on Parting
Death is not the opposite of life, but part of it, like rain drops run to a stream, an flowers wilt,
It's releasing us from suffering, everything new grows old and bodies fade away.
Do not fear death my friend, it's comes for you and me, It is as much a part of life as living,
The destination we will see.
Those who have truly lived deeply, bare no fear of the end, for this might be the beginning where spirits now transcend.
We live on until the ripples of our existence fades and our cause in the world dies...
It's releasing us from suffering, everything new grows old and bodies fade away.
Do not fear death my friend, it's comes for you and me, It is as much a part of life as living,
The destination we will see.
Those who have truly lived deeply, bare no fear of the end, for this might be the beginning where spirits now transcend.
We live on until the ripples of our existence fades and our cause in the world dies...
#death
#grief
#sadness
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2024 4:26pm
2nd Nov 2024 4:26pm
To watch the Clear Night Sky
To watch the clear night skies, with what words and with which poem or brush can I at last shine a light on the mind of the searcher,
With what can I explicitly explain the divinity and sacredness of the stars of which cannot be seen, knowing with a depth of certainty they are there without changing the meaning,
How do I express myself when magnificence is just something wrapped in mediocrity in fair comparison, when searching to expose the truth and beauty of nature in the things that I cannot explain,
To try and explain a clear night sky, is...
With what can I explicitly explain the divinity and sacredness of the stars of which cannot be seen, knowing with a depth of certainty they are there without changing the meaning,
How do I express myself when magnificence is just something wrapped in mediocrity in fair comparison, when searching to expose the truth and beauty of nature in the things that I cannot explain,
To try and explain a clear night sky, is...
#moon
#nature
#sky
#stars
#universe
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2024 1:11pm
2nd Nov 2024 1:11pm
Thoughts of Tranquility
Let fields and rivers bring me gentle peace,
In quiet valleys where their waters flow.
I seek no fame, no glory’s proud increase,
Just trees and streams in nature’s softest glow.
I cherish rivers, winding slow and free,
Their gentle murmur a balm to the soul,
And forests deep, where silence lets me be,
Away from crowds and life’s demanding toll.
O the tranquility in quiet thoughts carried on the breeze, In effortless beauty, unassuming yet so pure. Bending apple boughs laden, the wild blossom and the deep rooted trees, this is all I need,...
In quiet valleys where their waters flow.
I seek no fame, no glory’s proud increase,
Just trees and streams in nature’s softest glow.
I cherish rivers, winding slow and free,
Their gentle murmur a balm to the soul,
And forests deep, where silence lets me be,
Away from crowds and life’s demanding toll.
O the tranquility in quiet thoughts carried on the breeze, In effortless beauty, unassuming yet so pure. Bending apple boughs laden, the wild blossom and the deep rooted trees, this is all I need,...
#clouds
#flowers
#forest
#nature
#trees
62 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Oct 2024 4:22pm
31st Oct 2024 4:22pm
The Balance
Seems we love to hate and hate to love,
keeping kindness reserved for those who seem to "deserve it," never spilling a drop for fools, is this not the way it should be ?
Take heed, you ingrates! You ungrateful swine, grasping, staring, asking, is something wrong, yet blind to all that's right, You say you love all, but love nothing.
Taking empty words as comfort, numb inside to the actuality of what love is , devoid of the ability to feel, your apathetic approach to love...
keeping kindness reserved for those who seem to "deserve it," never spilling a drop for fools, is this not the way it should be ?
Take heed, you ingrates! You ungrateful swine, grasping, staring, asking, is something wrong, yet blind to all that's right, You say you love all, but love nothing.
Taking empty words as comfort, numb inside to the actuality of what love is , devoid of the ability to feel, your apathetic approach to love...
#hate
#love
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DARK POEM
Published
31st Oct 2024 00:51am
31st Oct 2024 00:51am
My Name
Burning dark clouds,
fallen embers burn through night sky,
I am Mastema, the Veiled One,
Concealed out of sight,
Echo's of rebellion prophesied with fate,
A darkened mirror for the proud,
the serpent-tongued lure,
Creeps within our essence,
Heart's ambition lies tangled.
Fire and fallen gods,
Call me Melek Taus,
A feathered figure,
Draped in midnights robes of a starless black sky,
A black hole in a negative space,
Fires of souls burning
flickering in the night,
casting long shadows, ...
fallen embers burn through night sky,
I am Mastema, the Veiled One,
Concealed out of sight,
Echo's of rebellion prophesied with fate,
A darkened mirror for the proud,
the serpent-tongued lure,
Creeps within our essence,
Heart's ambition lies tangled.
Fire and fallen gods,
Call me Melek Taus,
A feathered figure,
Draped in midnights robes of a starless black sky,
A black hole in a negative space,
Fires of souls burning
flickering in the night,
casting long shadows, ...
#angels
#devil
#mythology
#pagan
#religion
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
30th Oct 2024 8:22pm
30th Oct 2024 8:22pm
In the Shadows of He
In the dim light of ancient halls,
He whispers softly,
We hear his calls,
a friend clothed in shadows,
in smoke and fire they say,
keeping the church alive,
a warm embrace for cold fears,
preaching hellfire and brimstone,
a spire of dread pointing skyward,
where the devil dances,
a charred marionette on strings of sin.
Oh, false doctrines rise like smoke,
a specter, a finger-wagging savior,
teaching dagger and cloak,
“Beware! The adversary lurks,”
they warn with trembling lips,
“He,...
He whispers softly,
We hear his calls,
a friend clothed in shadows,
in smoke and fire they say,
keeping the church alive,
a warm embrace for cold fears,
preaching hellfire and brimstone,
a spire of dread pointing skyward,
where the devil dances,
a charred marionette on strings of sin.
Oh, false doctrines rise like smoke,
a specter, a finger-wagging savior,
teaching dagger and cloak,
“Beware! The adversary lurks,”
they warn with trembling lips,
“He,...
#devil
#God
#magic
#mythology
#religion
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Oct 2024 12:03pm
30th Oct 2024 12:03pm
The Spoken Spell
In whispered words, a cry takes flight,
“Avra ke-davra, I speak to ignite.”
Voices woven, reality they weave,
On kosher parchment, our truths we believe.
Kaptsiel, Malakhel, guide my way,
As you did for Abraham in the light of day,
Unmask the thief, draw near, behold,
Kematin’s secret in the tales of old.
Circle the suspects with the rooster's grace,
Let it leap upon truth in this sacred space.
For small and big burns, a spell we invoke,
Ancient names whispered, our healing cloak.
Agrifuk,...
“Avra ke-davra, I speak to ignite.”
Voices woven, reality they weave,
On kosher parchment, our truths we believe.
Kaptsiel, Malakhel, guide my way,
As you did for Abraham in the light of day,
Unmask the thief, draw near, behold,
Kematin’s secret in the tales of old.
Circle the suspects with the rooster's grace,
Let it leap upon truth in this sacred space.
For small and big burns, a spell we invoke,
Ancient names whispered, our healing cloak.
Agrifuk,...
#curse
#Halloween
#magic
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