Submissions by MelancholicMike (Michael Renner)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Hyacinth #3
Dear Hyancith,
Seasons change
And all that remains
Recollections of agony
Marred by the detriments of
our self-pity.
You were bred in utter silence
In a void ,
Words and thoughts do not reach
Nor penetrate the mind.
An echo so profound , yet unsettling.
I've watched you grow
Nurture and flourish.
Twist the tenets of faith
Be God's given gift to mankind
At times , I do feel the same
Spoils of the experience lacked
Often sit in wonder listening to the madness
They speak of an undoing ...
Seasons change
And all that remains
Recollections of agony
Marred by the detriments of
our self-pity.
You were bred in utter silence
In a void ,
Words and thoughts do not reach
Nor penetrate the mind.
An echo so profound , yet unsettling.
I've watched you grow
Nurture and flourish.
Twist the tenets of faith
Be God's given gift to mankind
At times , I do feel the same
Spoils of the experience lacked
Often sit in wonder listening to the madness
They speak of an undoing ...
#frustration
#honesty
#regret
#rejection
#TimeHeals
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Hyacinth #1
Dear Hyacinth ,
I bore you in suffering in the wee hours
The hour hand struck 2 and at the edge of my bed
Is another morning ritual deprived of sleep
"Im falling" he said
Trying to catch a second wind
"Im falling behind what's really important"
I'm falling into vanity's creek
My mind is crippled and distorted
I'm homesick for someone to believe in
I'm homesick for a person that's You !!!
Its left me with nothing but trouble in my life
Hyacinth
I broke the vows of the evening
To show the...
I bore you in suffering in the wee hours
The hour hand struck 2 and at the edge of my bed
Is another morning ritual deprived of sleep
"Im falling" he said
Trying to catch a second wind
"Im falling behind what's really important"
I'm falling into vanity's creek
My mind is crippled and distorted
I'm homesick for someone to believe in
I'm homesick for a person that's You !!!
Its left me with nothing but trouble in my life
Hyacinth
I broke the vows of the evening
To show the...
#emotions
#emptiness
#hope
#loneliness
#rejection
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Songs About You
Just one more time
Before I close my eyes
My knees are tired and heavy
For I am on my last legs
Scowering for a peace of mind
But the painting don't seem alright
The walls start caving in , the skylights smoggy
Murky shades clouds my judgement
Too mortally wounded for a young soul
Hopelessly irretrievably in love
So do away with your broken spirit
Your written songs cannot mask your pride.
Your attempts are vaguely ambitious
There are no positives to take from your life
Do away with thy illusive dreams
For...
Before I close my eyes
My knees are tired and heavy
For I am on my last legs
Scowering for a peace of mind
But the painting don't seem alright
The walls start caving in , the skylights smoggy
Murky shades clouds my judgement
Too mortally wounded for a young soul
Hopelessly irretrievably in love
So do away with your broken spirit
Your written songs cannot mask your pride.
Your attempts are vaguely ambitious
There are no positives to take from your life
Do away with thy illusive dreams
For...
#emptiness
#heartbroken
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Therapy Session
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."
Therapist : “I feel like I'm falling?”
Why do you feel that way ?
...
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."
Therapist : “I feel like I'm falling?”
Why do you feel that way ?
...
#despair
#emptiness
#grief
#heartbroken
#rejection
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Photograph
My conscious mind of gloom
The urge to air it out
Hopeless days are behind me
I look up to the stars and reminisce
Am I a mere reflection of myself
Or whom I paint to be
A perfect picture
Can breath out a smile in me
Always peeking from the sidelines ,
wondering if she'd let me in
Burns in my insides
I'm so keen to the wind
What mysteries lie beneath your gray
Be all beauty be beautiful ,
yet not all beautiful be beauty
This encompasses your frame
Often challenging to settle at times
The weight...
The urge to air it out
Hopeless days are behind me
I look up to the stars and reminisce
Am I a mere reflection of myself
Or whom I paint to be
A perfect picture
Can breath out a smile in me
Always peeking from the sidelines ,
wondering if she'd let me in
Burns in my insides
I'm so keen to the wind
What mysteries lie beneath your gray
Be all beauty be beautiful ,
yet not all beautiful be beauty
This encompasses your frame
Often challenging to settle at times
The weight...
#admiration
#beauty
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
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Carry On
Carry On
I close my eyes
and wait for the next exhale
the more you huff off love ,
the more you suffer
every whiff of pain makes it more than difficult to breathe
I feel a justifiable need for revenge
I couldnt help but pretend
But this couldn't cure my gutless appetite
You've danced in a grave inside my head
cursed me in all unrighteousness
and in every manner of hate ,
I love you still
I'm often ruined by the spoils of fantasies
Maybe I'm crazy , maybe I'm ambitious
perhaps I scower for loopholes in...
I close my eyes
and wait for the next exhale
the more you huff off love ,
the more you suffer
every whiff of pain makes it more than difficult to breathe
I feel a justifiable need for revenge
I couldnt help but pretend
But this couldn't cure my gutless appetite
You've danced in a grave inside my head
cursed me in all unrighteousness
and in every manner of hate ,
I love you still
I'm often ruined by the spoils of fantasies
Maybe I'm crazy , maybe I'm ambitious
perhaps I scower for loopholes in...
#dark
#despair
#heartbroken
#rejection
#sadness
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A Night Of A Solemn Prayer
Guide my steps if I ever go astray
There are not so many hands stretched out wide to me
Not enough arms to welcome me home
Out of depression it may seem to fill empty space
Broken hollows which never seems to heal
Touch me so that I can see that hope never disappoints
Open my eyes so I see the blindness of this world
I have been lost neglecting the trace of time
But give me a dream to reignite my passion
Never let sentimentalism divert my sole purpose
Hate to love, Love to hate
This is a weakened heart
Too scared to be pierced ...
There are not so many hands stretched out wide to me
Not enough arms to welcome me home
Out of depression it may seem to fill empty space
Broken hollows which never seems to heal
Touch me so that I can see that hope never disappoints
Open my eyes so I see the blindness of this world
I have been lost neglecting the trace of time
But give me a dream to reignite my passion
Never let sentimentalism divert my sole purpose
Hate to love, Love to hate
This is a weakened heart
Too scared to be pierced ...
#despair
#honesty
#vulnerability #weakness
#vulnerability #weakness
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Therapy Session #6
Protagonist :
Just took a deep breathe
and I accepted it.
The morning songbird don't deliver no more
It’s almost distasteful
The lego bricks we so frivolously assembled
comes tumbling down
I've lost sight on the gentle touch
on my soul.
Perhaps my name remains
inconsequential
Perhaps it’s hardly ever spoken of.
All that remains in the open
an unclean spirit
so purulent in it’s nature
corrosive to it’s core
You are so unlike me
Darn near perfect
I wish I was somebody
Anybody...
Just took a deep breathe
and I accepted it.
The morning songbird don't deliver no more
It’s almost distasteful
The lego bricks we so frivolously assembled
comes tumbling down
I've lost sight on the gentle touch
on my soul.
Perhaps my name remains
inconsequential
Perhaps it’s hardly ever spoken of.
All that remains in the open
an unclean spirit
so purulent in it’s nature
corrosive to it’s core
You are so unlike me
Darn near perfect
I wish I was somebody
Anybody...
#despair
#disappointment
#honesty #SelfReflection
#honesty #SelfReflection
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Therapy Session #5
Therapist :
Trust me
It's okay not to feel alright
It's okay to feel alone
It's okay to have those voices in your head.
It’s okay not to feel at home
It's okay to be never wanted
It’s okay to be afraid
It’s okay to be in pain
It’s okay to feel the shame
It’s okay to cry
It’s okay you tried
It’s okay you fought
It’s okay you lost
It’s okay to be in doubt
It’s okay to lose count
It’s okay you had your turn
It’s okay that love burns
It’s okay to feel the way you are
It’s okay she...
Trust me
It's okay not to feel alright
It's okay to feel alone
It's okay to have those voices in your head.
It’s okay not to feel at home
It's okay to be never wanted
It’s okay to be afraid
It’s okay to be in pain
It’s okay to feel the shame
It’s okay to cry
It’s okay you tried
It’s okay you fought
It’s okay you lost
It’s okay to be in doubt
It’s okay to lose count
It’s okay you had your turn
It’s okay that love burns
It’s okay to feel the way you are
It’s okay she...
#healing
#honesty
#SelfReflection
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Therapy Session #4
Therapist : But really , do you feel okay ?
Protagonist :
The melancholic showers
tower above my head
I have sworn vows over muttered prayers and pride
Everything has been carved in lies
Every emotion has been deprived
How much more do I have to prove ?
Too many voids left in your wake
I have made moves on shackled feet
NO !!!
I do not feel okay.
Life passes me by on the daily
I'm still planted to a hopeless cause
My mind is filled with voices
They taunt
They daunt
They...
Protagonist :
The melancholic showers
tower above my head
I have sworn vows over muttered prayers and pride
Everything has been carved in lies
Every emotion has been deprived
How much more do I have to prove ?
Too many voids left in your wake
I have made moves on shackled feet
NO !!!
I do not feel okay.
Life passes me by on the daily
I'm still planted to a hopeless cause
My mind is filled with voices
They taunt
They daunt
They...
#despair
#frustration
#rejection
#sadness
#weakness
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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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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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