Submissions by MelancholicMike (Michael Renner)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jun 2024 5:20pm
29th Jun 2024 5:20pm
Therapy Session #3
Therapist : You spoke about “Home”
What does home represent ?
Protagonist :
Home represents a construct.
in its natural cocoon,
it blooms with sprung wings of elegance.
Home is a muse to unsung poetry.
love’s elusive grace
the ministry of presence.
Home drew its first breath on March 27th.
I found true perspective in beauty and loss.
her eyes agleam on first sight.
she sought me out and broke my will.
Home was born unlike the others.
the color blue under the sanguine skies
I've...
What does home represent ?
Protagonist :
Home represents a construct.
in its natural cocoon,
it blooms with sprung wings of elegance.
Home is a muse to unsung poetry.
love’s elusive grace
the ministry of presence.
Home drew its first breath on March 27th.
I found true perspective in beauty and loss.
her eyes agleam on first sight.
she sought me out and broke my will.
Home was born unlike the others.
the color blue under the sanguine skies
I've...
#happiness
#honesty
#hope
#peace
#vulnerability
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2024 10:57am
23rd Jun 2024 10:57am
Therapy Session #2
Therapist : “I feel like I'm falling?”
Why do you feel that way ?
Protagonist :
I feel I've fallen from grace.
My karma appears imminent.
I have conceded to my self-destruction.
My sadness,my comfort.
April took its greatest toll.
With a heavy heart and tired eyes.
Twenty-five days like counting numbers.
Twenty-eight years of skimming through chapters.
Trying to find myself.
and nestled deep within
is an unwavering discomfort.
A vile dose of masochism.
My natural endorphins could not...
Why do you feel that way ?
Protagonist :
I feel I've fallen from grace.
My karma appears imminent.
I have conceded to my self-destruction.
My sadness,my comfort.
April took its greatest toll.
With a heavy heart and tired eyes.
Twenty-five days like counting numbers.
Twenty-eight years of skimming through chapters.
Trying to find myself.
and nestled deep within
is an unwavering discomfort.
A vile dose of masochism.
My natural endorphins could not...
#hurt
#love
#sadness
#vulnerability
#weakness
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2024 8:55pm
22nd Jun 2024 8:55pm
Therapy Session #1
Protagonist:
Salt all over my wounds
I let my tears tell the truth
I gave my life up in this too
with a demon pitch black
hanging over my shoulders
blaspheming outrightly
the words that echo
"I feed off turmoil, love and intent."
Meanwhile, I'm only trying to seek out the beauty
But the answer , it seems,
lies within the continuous war inside my head
"I feel like i'm falling."
Salt all over my wounds
I let my tears tell the truth
I gave my life up in this too
with a demon pitch black
hanging over my shoulders
blaspheming outrightly
the words that echo
"I feed off turmoil, love and intent."
Meanwhile, I'm only trying to seek out the beauty
But the answer , it seems,
lies within the continuous war inside my head
"I feel like i'm falling."
#betrayal
#depression
#sadness
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2024 4:27am
21st Jun 2024 4:27am
Untitled Unscripted 1
I hate the stance
with which you look in the mirror
You are so weak
And so gullible
Can't amass worth for nothing
Can't seem to flee the rain
I'd swap joy for providence
Peace is overrated,
I concur
What if I give in to the other side ?
In a last act of desperation
Deep within my hallowed sanctuary
To find myself lacking ultimately
So where do we go from here ?
Nobody wants to be alone for the rest of their lives
Nobody revels in the beauty of struggle
with which you look in the mirror
You are so weak
And so gullible
Can't amass worth for nothing
Can't seem to flee the rain
I'd swap joy for providence
Peace is overrated,
I concur
What if I give in to the other side ?
In a last act of desperation
Deep within my hallowed sanctuary
To find myself lacking ultimately
So where do we go from here ?
Nobody wants to be alone for the rest of their lives
Nobody revels in the beauty of struggle
#loneliness
#sadness
#SelfDiscovery
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th May 2024 11:13am
29th May 2024 11:13am
Hyacinth #2
Dear Hyacinth
You were conceived in misery,
To the best of my memory.
To cure a gutless appetite
The weeks goes by
And so does the pages in my book
I'm drawn to the conclusion
We are far from over
West to my corner
Laid in frailty
The air conditioner broke
Is the last gasp of air snuffed out of my lungs
Sobriety's never seen the back of my eyelids
I'm creeping out in private
I'm creeping out in desolation
Dumb boy
Who can't hear much filth
Dumb boy
This isn't bittersweet
The hues...
You were conceived in misery,
To the best of my memory.
To cure a gutless appetite
The weeks goes by
And so does the pages in my book
I'm drawn to the conclusion
We are far from over
West to my corner
Laid in frailty
The air conditioner broke
Is the last gasp of air snuffed out of my lungs
Sobriety's never seen the back of my eyelids
I'm creeping out in private
I'm creeping out in desolation
Dumb boy
Who can't hear much filth
Dumb boy
This isn't bittersweet
The hues...
#depression
#emptiness
#loneliness #MentalHealth
#loneliness #MentalHealth
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th May 2024 2:47am
25th May 2024 2:47am
A Void Of Nothing
My eyes are peering with sadness ,
through the window frame.
The blades of the curtains
graze my skin.
The sounds of us wailing
in the early hours of the morning.
What we have common is pain.
Inside my bereft mind
Is another agonising absence
My thoughts linger in the shadows
In contention with my sobriety
I wish to carve out a space within this meek soul
Hold you up to your every word
Lay your nakedness over mine
Whisper in the wind
Find me here in my solemn hours
My lips entangled with yours ...
through the window frame.
The blades of the curtains
graze my skin.
The sounds of us wailing
in the early hours of the morning.
What we have common is pain.
Inside my bereft mind
Is another agonising absence
My thoughts linger in the shadows
In contention with my sobriety
I wish to carve out a space within this meek soul
Hold you up to your every word
Lay your nakedness over mine
Whisper in the wind
Find me here in my solemn hours
My lips entangled with yours ...
#honesty
#hope
#love #vulnerability
#love #vulnerability
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th May 2024 12:19pm
24th May 2024 12:19pm
Log Entry #3
Heavy on my chest
I believe
I am quite deserving of thee
My nights cannot pass for better days
There's not enough to evade the shame
Conceived in the dawn of time
Balanced on a single thread
Cut from the same cloth
To be woven in a tapestry of destiny
I remember
Every blessed moment
Bare so fragile , Soft spoken
Days grow longer and even bitter
Underneath , are salt and pepper
For I cannot utter a thing in your pain
I cannot forget the wisp of a kiss on your lips
I cannot despise solace whenever we...
I believe
I am quite deserving of thee
My nights cannot pass for better days
There's not enough to evade the shame
Conceived in the dawn of time
Balanced on a single thread
Cut from the same cloth
To be woven in a tapestry of destiny
I remember
Every blessed moment
Bare so fragile , Soft spoken
Days grow longer and even bitter
Underneath , are salt and pepper
For I cannot utter a thing in your pain
I cannot forget the wisp of a kiss on your lips
I cannot despise solace whenever we...
#hope
#love
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th May 2024 2:48am
24th May 2024 2:48am
Stars Aligned
Colours once black and gray
Truths hidden underneath scribbled vices
These are the vivid paintings on my walls
Im passing lives on a daily , maybe I'm losing faith
Maybe it's all in my head that I have to regulate
Hope is much of a burden to fathom
I've had enough on my plate
Enough tears to wet up July
Enough to run a number on every woman that crossed him.
I'm ignited by words
Appeased by your sentiment so gentle
It's the mystique that charms
Ever so evident to see
You write hearts , I write with conviction ...
Truths hidden underneath scribbled vices
These are the vivid paintings on my walls
Im passing lives on a daily , maybe I'm losing faith
Maybe it's all in my head that I have to regulate
Hope is much of a burden to fathom
I've had enough on my plate
Enough tears to wet up July
Enough to run a number on every woman that crossed him.
I'm ignited by words
Appeased by your sentiment so gentle
It's the mystique that charms
Ever so evident to see
You write hearts , I write with conviction ...
#hope
#love
#suffering
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd May 2024 7:57pm
23rd May 2024 7:57pm
Log Entry #2
Four minutes away from another meltdown
Four centimeters away from my 1911
We were a match made in heaven
the holy matrimony actually
till death did us apart
Jace spilt alcohol all over the coffee table
I've downed half a bottle of prescription pills
my whole life’s amphetamines
i'm running out of suggestions
wondering if tomorrow is on the horizon
I do deserve what’s coming to me
I am worthless after all
anyways
my eyes are feeling baggy now
I should return to bed
tucked my 1911 under my pillow ...
Four centimeters away from my 1911
We were a match made in heaven
the holy matrimony actually
till death did us apart
Jace spilt alcohol all over the coffee table
I've downed half a bottle of prescription pills
my whole life’s amphetamines
i'm running out of suggestions
wondering if tomorrow is on the horizon
I do deserve what’s coming to me
I am worthless after all
anyways
my eyes are feeling baggy now
I should return to bed
tucked my 1911 under my pillow ...
#dark
#depression
#suicide
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd May 2024 1:26pm
23rd May 2024 1:26pm
Log Entry #1
Yesterday
We settled in a happy place
Today
We bled in a broken home
Tomorrow
We have nothing but our wits
Our selfishness to be consumed
In light of this continuous turmoil
There is a heart to be reached
A mind to be touched
A soul to be set free
We settled in a happy place
Today
We bled in a broken home
Tomorrow
We have nothing but our wits
Our selfishness to be consumed
In light of this continuous turmoil
There is a heart to be reached
A mind to be touched
A soul to be set free
#depression
#despair
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