Submissions by Marks
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2021 9:11pm
23rd Jul 2021 9:11pm
Rehearsal for elderly
.. ... ... ...
A few years from now
Some few
Decrepitude lies ahead
It won't be long
A dotted line as a single line of a poem
Smile... A lethargic smile
I have less to gain...
...and more to lose by being sad
Wow, I look at myself
I am getting older and older
What else can I say?
I have had my share of struggles...
But when I can rehearse elderly...
Well, life has been good to me
... ... ... ...
A few years from now
Some few
Decrepitude lies ahead
It won't be long
A dotted line as a single line of a poem
Smile... A lethargic smile
I have less to gain...
...and more to lose by being sad
Wow, I look at myself
I am getting older and older
What else can I say?
I have had my share of struggles...
But when I can rehearse elderly...
Well, life has been good to me
... ... ... ...
#gratitude
#redemption
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2021 1:25am
23rd Jul 2021 1:25am
The end of the world
.. ... ... ...
The end of the world
A dream
A nightmare
Intuition
Chaotic transition
Stressed
Confused
Scared
Desperate looking for answers
Desperate looking for signs
Has it happened countless times?
It is pervasive
It is exhausting
Intuition
Chaotic Interpretations
Is it happening again now ?
Access to it is intrinsic to a conscious reasoning
While our intuition keeps on guiding us
... ... ... ...
The end of the world
A dream
A nightmare
Intuition
Chaotic transition
Stressed
Confused
Scared
Desperate looking for answers
Desperate looking for signs
Has it happened countless times?
It is pervasive
It is exhausting
Intuition
Chaotic Interpretations
Is it happening again now ?
Access to it is intrinsic to a conscious reasoning
While our intuition keeps on guiding us
... ... ... ...
#grief
384 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2021 8:25pm
22nd Jul 2021 8:25pm
I am going home
.. ...
The shift of the night on its neon brightness
Beamed down from streetlights
Looked like a mental projection
Naming passers-by
... in accordance with their lives
Taking samplings of extended metaphors
Samplings of complicated thoughts
Samplings of innuendoes
Samplings of metaphysics
It is a secret about a secret...
The more it tells me...
...the less I am supposed to know
I am going home
I will pull the bedcovers over my head
I will pass through...
... the mysterious door called inner...
The shift of the night on its neon brightness
Beamed down from streetlights
Looked like a mental projection
Naming passers-by
... in accordance with their lives
Taking samplings of extended metaphors
Samplings of complicated thoughts
Samplings of innuendoes
Samplings of metaphysics
It is a secret about a secret...
The more it tells me...
...the less I am supposed to know
I am going home
I will pull the bedcovers over my head
I will pass through...
... the mysterious door called inner...
#LifeGoals
#bittersweet
346 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2021 1:22am
22nd Jul 2021 1:22am
What a surprise
.. ... ... ...
What a surprise
Fancy seeing you here
I can't believe it
I balance verses that make sense...
... with some that do not
I think I've forgotten you before
Our relationship is still a happy and healthy one
How come she loves having an episode of deja vu?
Let's use nonsense as an occasional romance
Sometimes a flash of humor becomes delightful
A variant of the nightlife
What else would a man expect on a date
An appealing woman wondering what I am thinking
Maybe a supernatural...
What a surprise
Fancy seeing you here
I can't believe it
I balance verses that make sense...
... with some that do not
I think I've forgotten you before
Our relationship is still a happy and healthy one
How come she loves having an episode of deja vu?
Let's use nonsense as an occasional romance
Sometimes a flash of humor becomes delightful
A variant of the nightlife
What else would a man expect on a date
An appealing woman wondering what I am thinking
Maybe a supernatural...
#love
#strength
442 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jul 2021 8:41pm
21st Jul 2021 8:41pm
A crucial winding road
.. ... ...
A crucial winding road
Creates a bridge over the abysm
Then the wide open highway...
Which is always sitting empty
Destiny is feeding its need for speed...
So it is left for fate to fill in and interpret
This relationship pans out...
And visual poetry is fastened with concrete poetry
All lanes of travel open
Unseen twists and turns become visible
They are unable to trap thoughts
So hopes and goals are rendered all clear
... ... ...
A crucial winding road
Creates a bridge over the abysm
Then the wide open highway...
Which is always sitting empty
Destiny is feeding its need for speed...
So it is left for fate to fill in and interpret
This relationship pans out...
And visual poetry is fastened with concrete poetry
All lanes of travel open
Unseen twists and turns become visible
They are unable to trap thoughts
So hopes and goals are rendered all clear
... ... ...
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals
#meditation #wisdom
#meditation #wisdom
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4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
21st Jul 2021 00:42am
21st Jul 2021 00:42am
Drowsiness
.. ...
Readiness
Apathy
A feeling of indifference
Eyelids try to close themselves again...
Not caring about what happens
Voices on the TV
The agonizing sound of reality outside
Fatigue
Drowsiness
Emptying out dawn
Emptying out morning
When life is a non-rational process
... ... ...
Readiness
Apathy
A feeling of indifference
Eyelids try to close themselves again...
Not caring about what happens
Voices on the TV
The agonizing sound of reality outside
Fatigue
Drowsiness
Emptying out dawn
Emptying out morning
When life is a non-rational process
... ... ...
#inspirational
#apathy
#bittersweet
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jul 2021 1:32am
15th Jul 2021 1:32am
Footprints in the fog
.. ... ...
Fog flows from peace itself...
And not through Autumn
Mind is forced to stop...
And will is cracked by thoughts
But the soul enjoys every moment
Little moments that happens in between
Visual...
Almost fictional
Soothing...
Reassuring at times of ongoing memories
Haze flows from maturity...
And not through life
Solid existentialism...
Like footprints in the fog
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
...
Fog flows from peace itself...
And not through Autumn
Mind is forced to stop...
And will is cracked by thoughts
But the soul enjoys every moment
Little moments that happens in between
Visual...
Almost fictional
Soothing...
Reassuring at times of ongoing memories
Haze flows from maturity...
And not through life
Solid existentialism...
Like footprints in the fog
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...
...
#happiness
#gratitude
#emotions
367 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jul 2021 1:10am
14th Jul 2021 1:10am
The light of the moon
.. ...
It is as easy as writing a love poem
I am entirelly hooked on her ...
But she vanishes into the light of the moon
It is as easy and intuitive to use
I do not pride myself on my actions...
And she has it all figured out
She should figure a way out...
... of the light of the moon
It is as easy as reading between the lines
It is as good as it looks
It is a good sign when she sees me...
... in the light of the moon
... ...
It is as easy as writing a love poem
I am entirelly hooked on her ...
But she vanishes into the light of the moon
It is as easy and intuitive to use
I do not pride myself on my actions...
And she has it all figured out
She should figure a way out...
... of the light of the moon
It is as easy as reading between the lines
It is as good as it looks
It is a good sign when she sees me...
... in the light of the moon
... ...
#love
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4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Jul 2021 6:39pm
12th Jul 2021 6:39pm
*Fried Egg I'm In Love* ... with Lourdes
.. ...
If there are such things as angels,...
They manipulate my physique
And I become a shield...
They say it can be recalled as in a dream
One night I surrendered my body temporarily
Took a trip along the lines of the Mafia
The sublime took me beyond myself once again
And a man could not be shot in the chest by a gunman
*Fried Egg I'm In Love* yellow food cart
A breakfast sandwich ... at 9:00 AM
Lourdes touched my chest with her finger
And that thin...
If there are such things as angels,...
They manipulate my physique
And I become a shield...
They say it can be recalled as in a dream
One night I surrendered my body temporarily
Took a trip along the lines of the Mafia
The sublime took me beyond myself once again
And a man could not be shot in the chest by a gunman
*Fried Egg I'm In Love* yellow food cart
A breakfast sandwich ... at 9:00 AM
Lourdes touched my chest with her finger
And that thin...
#dark
#death
#silence #sacrifice
#silence #sacrifice
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jun 2021 1:22am
14th Jun 2021 1:22am
Delayed peaches
..
High on trees
Peaches getting riper and riper
Blooming without their stones
In this pandemic valley...
To whom will these delayed fruits belong ?
...
High on trees
Peaches getting riper and riper
Blooming without their stones
In this pandemic valley...
To whom will these delayed fruits belong ?
...
#grief
#despair
386 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st May 2021 1:52am
21st May 2021 1:52am
Belly
.. ...
Morning
A bright sunny day...
With walking people on a wide avenue
Afternoon
An empty street shaded by leafy trees
The one the artists love secretly
Evening
Neon over sidewalks
How complicated is the night?
Wondering ...
Wandering ...
The belly of the beast
A lonely pregnant teen...
Looks at me ...
Like a lover ?
Like a wife ?
Like a father ?
Like a daughter?
... ...
Morning
A bright sunny day...
With walking people on a wide avenue
Afternoon
An empty street shaded by leafy trees
The one the artists love secretly
Evening
Neon over sidewalks
How complicated is the night?
Wondering ...
Wandering ...
The belly of the beast
A lonely pregnant teen...
Looks at me ...
Like a lover ?
Like a wife ?
Like a father ?
Like a daughter?
... ...
#sadness
#suffering
381 reads
6 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
19th May 2021 00:46am
19th May 2021 00:46am
Immersive
.. ...
Inner self
Spirit
No time
Immersive
No space
Soul-stimulating
My mind keeps on creating me?...
... Creating heaven within.
Heights of insight ... touching down ...
... And rolling to a stop
It is good to be home
...
Inner self
Spirit
No time
Immersive
No space
Soul-stimulating
My mind keeps on creating me?...
... Creating heaven within.
Heights of insight ... touching down ...
... And rolling to a stop
It is good to be home
...
#strength
#motivational
#inspirational
355 reads
6 Comments
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