Submissions by Michaelpoet
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Pain Evermore
Inflated lies keep me on edge.
Tender in her promise to let me down without justification.
Sweet fragrance mixed with wine talk are enough to keep me ignorant.
If I don't leave soon I might not live to regret it.
Tender in her promise to let me down without justification.
Sweet fragrance mixed with wine talk are enough to keep me ignorant.
If I don't leave soon I might not live to regret it.
#sadness
#regret
#heartbroken
#disappointment
#emptiness
192 reads
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Injustice Discounted
#sadness
#anger
#despair
#disappointment
#bittersweet
85 reads
4 Comments
Fragrance To Keep
Ravenous passions keep my ignorance at bay.
My love is an emotion from which I cannot stray.
Tempted to hold in order to feel.
Love freely given is unnecessary to steal.
Mine eye stray not left nor right.
Eyes of yourself are a heavenly sight.
If you're wondering my intentions let me put you to ease.
Your wish is my command. I live to please.
My love is an emotion from which I cannot stray.
Tempted to hold in order to feel.
Love freely given is unnecessary to steal.
Mine eye stray not left nor right.
Eyes of yourself are a heavenly sight.
If you're wondering my intentions let me put you to ease.
Your wish is my command. I live to please.
#love
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10 Comments
Hopeful Wishing
Elevated intentions are futile in an attempt to hold your heart close to my own.
Could you see beyond a lie that was told with the best of intentions?
In between the war of the sexes is an ecstasy that could warm the coldest of hearts.
Jealousy shall be refrained until all other options have been exhausted.
Could you see beyond a lie that was told with the best of intentions?
In between the war of the sexes is an ecstasy that could warm the coldest of hearts.
Jealousy shall be refrained until all other options have been exhausted.
#love
#strength
#forgiveness
#TimeHeals
#respect
146 reads
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Whispers Of Validation
A gifted lover who uses emotions as a bargaining chip.
Tenacious in his grieving of a relationship that had so much potential.
A thick black book what holds the libido of lovers clinged together at a most unholy hour is his collection of conquests.
She would gladly borrow virginity if it meant a commitment on his part.
I've looked into the eyes of a promise I never meant and I can feel it's consequences creeping up as I prepare for the end of this journey.
Tenacious in his grieving of a relationship that had so much potential.
A thick black book what holds the libido of lovers clinged together at a most unholy hour is his collection of conquests.
She would gladly borrow virginity if it meant a commitment on his part.
I've looked into the eyes of a promise I never meant and I can feel it's consequences creeping up as I prepare for the end of this journey.
#rejection
#heartbroken
#emptiness
263 reads
5 Comments
Refurbished Simplicity
My bed drenched in a sweat only a fever dream can produce.
Clouds linger with a persistence that suggest trouble on the horizon.
Breeze blows in through the smallest crack of an open window with furious intentions.
What hell can compare to the pestilence of a seasonal flu whose determination trumps that of modern medicine?
If I could withstand the punishment for a moment longer I would consider myself worthy of a fate which surely has escaped me.
Clouds linger with a persistence that suggest trouble on the horizon.
Breeze blows in through the smallest crack of an open window with furious intentions.
What hell can compare to the pestilence of a seasonal flu whose determination trumps that of modern medicine?
If I could withstand the punishment for a moment longer I would consider myself worthy of a fate which surely has escaped me.
#illness
#nightmares
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Not If I Can Help It
A glass of port to soothe the heartache.
Ever smiling to hide the sorrow of the empty chair at the diner.
A warm breeze that carries her scent that she left behind by mistake.
Touching the night with humility to remind myself I am human.
Nights are so bleak I dare not trust boredom to keep me company.
Ever alone in a world of possibilities I must move forward with a determination only the lonely can understand.
Ever smiling to hide the sorrow of the empty chair at the diner.
A warm breeze that carries her scent that she left behind by mistake.
Touching the night with humility to remind myself I am human.
Nights are so bleak I dare not trust boredom to keep me company.
Ever alone in a world of possibilities I must move forward with a determination only the lonely can understand.
#sadness
#loneliness
#heartbroken
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Harmonious Keep
A hospital stay built on medication induced hysteria.
Green coffee which bleeds into my subconscious.
Pain caressing itself into my being just to remind me I am not in control.
Tears of sorrow for not believing in an existence outside of my own.
To make amends within this journey of anesthesia that I never asked for.
My death must bring comfort to those who would not open their ear to the sounds of obedience without the reckoning within.
Life could have been sublime had I not carried the burden of a free thinker who demanded to know more.
Green coffee which bleeds into my subconscious.
Pain caressing itself into my being just to remind me I am not in control.
Tears of sorrow for not believing in an existence outside of my own.
To make amends within this journey of anesthesia that I never asked for.
My death must bring comfort to those who would not open their ear to the sounds of obedience without the reckoning within.
Life could have been sublime had I not carried the burden of a free thinker who demanded to know more.
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
128 reads
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Day 2 Day
#sadness
#grief
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Day By Day
My belief in happiness through another human being has left me jaded.
Breakfast in bed turned into flowers for the dead of a relationship that once bloomed.
I prostituted my worth for a dance with a destiny that did not belong to me.
For a person like myself a life of dread needs no convincing
I would gladly buy snake oil if the price were right.
I end it with this. For all young lovers who forfeit common sense for a walk in that beautiful garden I give you this advice. Watch out for the thorns you are sure to come upon during your travel.
Breakfast in bed turned into flowers for the dead of a relationship that once bloomed.
I prostituted my worth for a dance with a destiny that did not belong to me.
For a person like myself a life of dread needs no convincing
I would gladly buy snake oil if the price were right.
I end it with this. For all young lovers who forfeit common sense for a walk in that beautiful garden I give you this advice. Watch out for the thorns you are sure to come upon during your travel.
#relationships
#FallingInLove
#dating
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Synthesis Of Senses
A splash of tonic to set the mood. A warm bath to dull the senses. A mere 10 minutes into my aqua therapy and it happens. As promised, the sandman shows up smelling of sweet death to send me to that gentle embrace I have waited for this entire day. As I walk along the clouds I leave behind drops of regret to help me find my way back to consciousness. Sensual fog to relieve me of the mediocrity that is existence. I find in this realm a peace that has escaped me in life. What seems like an eternity passes and I start to find myself among the living knowing that my only reward for this sentence...
#dreams
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Sensitivity Without
As your beauty commands my attention I ponder my place in the grand scheme of things.
Were it not for my weakness she might lose her vanity which masks itself in a lovers promise of tomorrow.
As she walks by she uses her hypnotic curves to set abound a course to which I must act in accordance with her will.
She turned him into a junkie overnight. Pheromones being his narcotic to which there are no 12 steps to healing.
Were it not for my weakness she might lose her vanity which masks itself in a lovers promise of tomorrow.
As she walks by she uses her hypnotic curves to set abound a course to which I must act in accordance with her will.
She turned him into a junkie overnight. Pheromones being his narcotic to which there are no 12 steps to healing.
#UnrequitedLove
#obsession
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