Submissions by Mat_Lee
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Hope
Written on return from a Kenyan orphanage
ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum
fast beating
my heart with your in
-toxic wasteland, wild dogs
couldn't pull me away.
Carrion crawling a
cross to mark the human
life pronounced.
Shown
in technicolour for the first
time. More rubbish for the heaps
of admirers.
Rotting carcass,
festering soars on an
open heart, exposed
a world so different.
Abused by everyone and anyone,
a nation unable to trust
you? I must
for the first time.
Scared rats bury deeper into the heap
of...
ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum
fast beating
my heart with your in
-toxic wasteland, wild dogs
couldn't pull me away.
Carrion crawling a
cross to mark the human
life pronounced.
Shown
in technicolour for the first
time. More rubbish for the heaps
of admirers.
Rotting carcass,
festering soars on an
open heart, exposed
a world so different.
Abused by everyone and anyone,
a nation unable to trust
you? I must
for the first time.
Scared rats bury deeper into the heap
of...
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Hero
Once you soared up high in blue
skies you reined supreme.
Brought low by the sling weilded by
our David, our King.
With eyes glistening and a murderous
air the missile entered you,
punctured the sinew to extinguish the life
that made you breath.
I left you then, my liege I fled
your army of death and darkness.
The black tainted my soul
and stained my essence.
The air lost it's slave when it
drew the battlegrounds with us,
you lost your limbs my liege
when you could only move
one square forwards.
Kharma is cruel, it holds us...
skies you reined supreme.
Brought low by the sling weilded by
our David, our King.
With eyes glistening and a murderous
air the missile entered you,
punctured the sinew to extinguish the life
that made you breath.
I left you then, my liege I fled
your army of death and darkness.
The black tainted my soul
and stained my essence.
The air lost it's slave when it
drew the battlegrounds with us,
you lost your limbs my liege
when you could only move
one square forwards.
Kharma is cruel, it holds us...
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Suji
With you I am
second-s have
dyed red the bride
dress to kill me
without you I am
minute-s have passed me
by the way.
You Suck.
Tit for tattle
tale told of a boy meets girl
rejects advances he sees
beauty for the first
time stops in mid-
step up and be a
man up and say 3 words,
nothing and everything
has flashed past.
Future stolen in a heartbeat.
The present is for you.
second-s have
dyed red the bride
dress to kill me
without you I am
minute-s have passed me
by the way.
You Suck.
Tit for tattle
tale told of a boy meets girl
rejects advances he sees
beauty for the first
time stops in mid-
step up and be a
man up and say 3 words,
nothing and everything
has flashed past.
Future stolen in a heartbeat.
The present is for you.
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1 Comment
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