Submissions by Michaelfox (Michael Fox)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been writing for years, I have been published in a local paper a few times. My poems are meaningful, emotional and sometimes I might just have some fun with comedy or horror.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Mar 2013 3:54pm
13th Mar 2013 3:54pm
Hapiness' Gift
Chances are you know not what pain feels like,
physical or mental. Life, to you, was gental.
Chances are tears rarely fell from your eyes.
Love overjoyed, never annoyed.
If this is the case, read not any further now.
My pain was great, I felt every state.
Life is full of ups and downs, but mostly downs.
Does the reader know, or happiness flow?
Feeling are hard to control, are they not?
Am I insane? Life is just a game?
Inside my chest is a dying lover, hurting indefinitely.
A suicidal deer, a game without cheer.
Sadness is...
physical or mental. Life, to you, was gental.
Chances are tears rarely fell from your eyes.
Love overjoyed, never annoyed.
If this is the case, read not any further now.
My pain was great, I felt every state.
Life is full of ups and downs, but mostly downs.
Does the reader know, or happiness flow?
Feeling are hard to control, are they not?
Am I insane? Life is just a game?
Inside my chest is a dying lover, hurting indefinitely.
A suicidal deer, a game without cheer.
Sadness is...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Mar 2013 2:58pm
11th Mar 2013 2:58pm
Night
Eyes close, thoughts on full blast, thoughts for tomorrow,
thoughts about today, thoughts about yesterday.
Night's pleasure, night's escape. Night is home.
The problems of the day dissappear come nightfall,
the problems disappear as the eyes fade and the dream shows.
The dreams are a reality needed, a reality I want to live.
A dream of traveling Andromeda, dream of beings strong,
I am even strong against the bullies. Strong for the world.
The world what I want it to be, I am a hero racer.
I am what I always wanted to be, forever I am a hero.
...
thoughts about today, thoughts about yesterday.
Night's pleasure, night's escape. Night is home.
The problems of the day dissappear come nightfall,
the problems disappear as the eyes fade and the dream shows.
The dreams are a reality needed, a reality I want to live.
A dream of traveling Andromeda, dream of beings strong,
I am even strong against the bullies. Strong for the world.
The world what I want it to be, I am a hero racer.
I am what I always wanted to be, forever I am a hero.
...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Mar 2013 5:31am
11th Mar 2013 5:31am
An Enemy
A darkened universe is where our sunny world resides.
A young rabbit dies for the snake to survive.
A young child cries for her bully now arrived.
The clock will not have died, we learned that death had lied.
Reward there is in doing what is good,
yet we must suffer to get it, suffer from the hood.
We did what we could, they did what they would.
I forgot what I should,
but blackness did come.
A loved one flies away with the storm clouds,
the enemy comes with the snow.
An enemy dressed for the...
A young rabbit dies for the snake to survive.
A young child cries for her bully now arrived.
The clock will not have died, we learned that death had lied.
Reward there is in doing what is good,
yet we must suffer to get it, suffer from the hood.
We did what we could, they did what they would.
I forgot what I should,
but blackness did come.
A loved one flies away with the storm clouds,
the enemy comes with the snow.
An enemy dressed for the...
548 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Mar 2013 7:52pm
7th Mar 2013 7:52pm
Age Twelve
Growing older, now unhappy with oneself.
Barely a teen, beautiful only to the world.
A face covered with powder, unnatural colors.
Unloved, only the users now love this girl.
A carcinogen covered face, a sign of getting older.
A carcinogen stick in her hand, she feels unwanted.
Loved for her body, her intelligent mind unnoticed.
A good boy out there, she is truly being hunted.
Young, abused and beautiful.
Over the days her beauty is being erased.
...
Barely a teen, beautiful only to the world.
A face covered with powder, unnatural colors.
Unloved, only the users now love this girl.
A carcinogen covered face, a sign of getting older.
A carcinogen stick in her hand, she feels unwanted.
Loved for her body, her intelligent mind unnoticed.
A good boy out there, she is truly being hunted.
Young, abused and beautiful.
Over the days her beauty is being erased.
...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Mar 2013 6:29am
5th Mar 2013 6:29am
Home
My mind drifts of a time forgotten, up high in the sky I was.
My eyes drifted on sights close and far in the night time.
I was but nothing in that world, but I felt belonging.
My eyes, they met what they loved in night and day.
It was a perfect world, it was work worth doing. A job I loved.
But problems there was, problems with humans.
A problem always shows to break the happiest of dreams,
and perfection I had.
I was seeing the world, new place weekly.
People I would meet, families I would work with.
Perfection I did have, in...
My eyes drifted on sights close and far in the night time.
I was but nothing in that world, but I felt belonging.
My eyes, they met what they loved in night and day.
It was a perfect world, it was work worth doing. A job I loved.
But problems there was, problems with humans.
A problem always shows to break the happiest of dreams,
and perfection I had.
I was seeing the world, new place weekly.
People I would meet, families I would work with.
Perfection I did have, in...
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2013 2:46am
2nd Mar 2013 2:46am
One Girl
A feeling of hopelessness, tired of what men call life.
Short lines convey a feeling, many feelings even.
My search for a young girl, an everlasting wife.
Hope is lacking, yet not the desire.
One girl to another, an addict to a bully,
a bully to heart without love, and even a liar.
My story of love is very lacking,
but my position is not very rare.
But while my heart is still cracking
my dreams do still live.
They live on in my everlasting mind.
Love, I do so need, I wish just for one to give.
Short lines convey a feeling, many feelings even.
My search for a young girl, an everlasting wife.
Hope is lacking, yet not the desire.
One girl to another, an addict to a bully,
a bully to heart without love, and even a liar.
My story of love is very lacking,
but my position is not very rare.
But while my heart is still cracking
my dreams do still live.
They live on in my everlasting mind.
Love, I do so need, I wish just for one to give.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Mar 2013 5:15am
1st Mar 2013 5:15am
Mori
Asleep in the slightly dark chamber, escaping life.
Aural horrors made all to clear.
My endemic of a life, stuck where I aught not be.
A tiny chamber my life used to be, forever lasting.
Knocking at my heart was Mori, the object of my desire.
I met her on my journey, a walk at night.
Tempted I was by her, for she could help me.
That she did, she held me and did not let me go.
I was with her when she was warm, cold,
when her mood was not great, when she loved me,
I stuck by her even when she was angry at me. ...
Aural horrors made all to clear.
My endemic of a life, stuck where I aught not be.
A tiny chamber my life used to be, forever lasting.
Knocking at my heart was Mori, the object of my desire.
I met her on my journey, a walk at night.
Tempted I was by her, for she could help me.
That she did, she held me and did not let me go.
I was with her when she was warm, cold,
when her mood was not great, when she loved me,
I stuck by her even when she was angry at me. ...
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STORY POEM
Published
27th Feb 2013 2:08am
27th Feb 2013 2:08am
Soteras
Few know the horror of being alone,
even fewer recall death.
I can tell you about both if you wish.
No, I cannot tell you how I died, nor who killed me.
It was many years ago, and I was reborn.
My story starts with my death, as does my pain.
I would not say I am a hero, but protect I do.
Mashech I was once called. Soteras I am now,
a saviour for the weak.
I need to drink blood to live, criminals make good food.
A child about to be raped, I sneak behind him and bite,
pull him to the side and drink. Without a word I vanish....
even fewer recall death.
I can tell you about both if you wish.
No, I cannot tell you how I died, nor who killed me.
It was many years ago, and I was reborn.
My story starts with my death, as does my pain.
I would not say I am a hero, but protect I do.
Mashech I was once called. Soteras I am now,
a saviour for the weak.
I need to drink blood to live, criminals make good food.
A child about to be raped, I sneak behind him and bite,
pull him to the side and drink. Without a word I vanish....
638 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Feb 2013 2:55am
26th Feb 2013 2:55am
Enhancing Memory
A memory so wonderful, as wonderful as memories can get.
Never has a girl been so beautiful, so adorable.
Her voice, I will never forget.
As her childish swearing hurt me, her voice and beauty healed me.
Her arms, her warmth. Her beauty like the galaxies above.
Whisper, I listen. A memory you are now, but one I cannot forget.
It was love, then I did not know.
Today I know, and wish I could go back.
The tears drop upon my face, wishing I could carry you,
I wanna carry you to my bed, and never let you go.
Never will you be my wife,...
Never has a girl been so beautiful, so adorable.
Her voice, I will never forget.
As her childish swearing hurt me, her voice and beauty healed me.
Her arms, her warmth. Her beauty like the galaxies above.
Whisper, I listen. A memory you are now, but one I cannot forget.
It was love, then I did not know.
Today I know, and wish I could go back.
The tears drop upon my face, wishing I could carry you,
I wanna carry you to my bed, and never let you go.
Never will you be my wife,...
648 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Feb 2013 5:17am
24th Feb 2013 5:17am
Secret
Words that cannot be spoken, words I cannot say.
I cannot let the words flow from my mouth.
How can I let my secret appear to the unready world?
A form of torture I am under, holding myself back.
An unready mind, unready to know the truth.
I must shield you, my love, from my feelings.
Would you accept me, beauiful, as a friend?
A perfect face, a body shape so amazing.
I see that smile, happy I feel inside.
My thoughts wander, yet never leave you behind.
Saddened I am without you.
But I cannot tell you. I just...
I cannot let the words flow from my mouth.
How can I let my secret appear to the unready world?
A form of torture I am under, holding myself back.
An unready mind, unready to know the truth.
I must shield you, my love, from my feelings.
Would you accept me, beauiful, as a friend?
A perfect face, a body shape so amazing.
I see that smile, happy I feel inside.
My thoughts wander, yet never leave you behind.
Saddened I am without you.
But I cannot tell you. I just...
593 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2013 10:23pm
22nd Feb 2013 10:23pm
Corrupted
A healer in words, in sweet sounds.
Sounds evolved, sounds electronic.
Words evolved, rhyme and slang.
Music but an electronic beat,
singing talking about bad things loved.
Young kids seeing love of drugs, of alcohol,
kids seeing love of sex.
Music becomes a corrupter, none against.
Child lets swears fly, none a thought against.
Musical murder, crime a musical gang.
corrupted minds now a normal occurance.
Whom will step up?
Sounds evolved, sounds electronic.
Words evolved, rhyme and slang.
Music but an electronic beat,
singing talking about bad things loved.
Young kids seeing love of drugs, of alcohol,
kids seeing love of sex.
Music becomes a corrupter, none against.
Child lets swears fly, none a thought against.
Musical murder, crime a musical gang.
corrupted minds now a normal occurance.
Whom will step up?
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Feb 2013 6:42am
21st Feb 2013 6:42am
Green
Breath in, breath out. You can without a doubt,
never see what you missed.
Blink once, blink again. Deep breath again,
now forget the meaning of sin.
Sit and breath, only breath. To remember,
you must close the mind.
Stories envisioned in your mind, do not just watch.
A mouse boxes an elephant.
This is your world.
Leader of a world, your world.
Visit Titan, breath its air.
The perfect girl, you find her.
Married to beauty and perfection.
Crimes become...
never see what you missed.
Blink once, blink again. Deep breath again,
now forget the meaning of sin.
Sit and breath, only breath. To remember,
you must close the mind.
Stories envisioned in your mind, do not just watch.
A mouse boxes an elephant.
This is your world.
Leader of a world, your world.
Visit Titan, breath its air.
The perfect girl, you find her.
Married to beauty and perfection.
Crimes become...
524 reads
1 Comment
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