Submissions by Mikkelrayn
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Inspiration seldom finds it's way into my life, but when it does, creativity blossoms :)
All great truths begin as blasphemies
I am not the created,
but the creator,
for the truth that I am "god"
as "god" is me,
may be BLASPHEMY
but the greatest power one has,
is their mind.
"god" is not above
nor below.
"god" is within each
and every one.
Nor is there one true "god."
To each their own.
To a child,
mother is "god."
so to say that i am "god,"
can be considered blaspheme,
but all great truths
...
but the creator,
for the truth that I am "god"
as "god" is me,
may be BLASPHEMY
but the greatest power one has,
is their mind.
"god" is not above
nor below.
"god" is within each
and every one.
Nor is there one true "god."
To each their own.
To a child,
mother is "god."
so to say that i am "god,"
can be considered blaspheme,
but all great truths
...
697 reads
2 Comments
Just Her and Me
I think I'm in love
Yet, I feel like I'm above
And all that I can see
Is just her and me
How magickal it would be
If we could just go
Continue with the flow
Remembering every minute of it
Loving every second of it
Just her and me
Being all that we can be.
Yet, I feel like I'm above
And all that I can see
Is just her and me
How magickal it would be
If we could just go
Continue with the flow
Remembering every minute of it
Loving every second of it
Just her and me
Being all that we can be.
781 reads
4 Comments
Silent Tears
Dark ceiling and silent tears
Quiet rooms and broken hearts
Electronic light and these scars
With these I write
Numb to the pain
That strikes like that
Of a knife
Witness this as I bleed through
The red seen here is naught
But light
Thoughts soaring to heights unknown
Heart sinking to chasms below
Piece by piece I die inside
To be resurrected by hopes
Now lost
Fearing not, all the pain
Nor regretting, choices made
...
Quiet rooms and broken hearts
Electronic light and these scars
With these I write
Numb to the pain
That strikes like that
Of a knife
Witness this as I bleed through
The red seen here is naught
But light
Thoughts soaring to heights unknown
Heart sinking to chasms below
Piece by piece I die inside
To be resurrected by hopes
Now lost
Fearing not, all the pain
Nor regretting, choices made
...
717 reads
2 Comments
Runaway
Every time I hear it,
I think i'm in a pit.
Every time they say me,
I think I got to flee.
I imagine what it's like to runaway,
And say goodbye in a way,
That no one understands,
For me, I'm in a quicksand.
They see me and say,
That I'm gonna runaway.
I tell 'em no,
But they say so.
So give them what they want,
And runaway.
I think i'm in a pit.
Every time they say me,
I think I got to flee.
I imagine what it's like to runaway,
And say goodbye in a way,
That no one understands,
For me, I'm in a quicksand.
They see me and say,
That I'm gonna runaway.
I tell 'em no,
But they say so.
So give them what they want,
And runaway.
682 reads
4 Comments
Memories of Nobody
What would you do,
if I died today?
Cut from this world
by mortality.
Bonds severed
and will be done,
would you mourn?
DON'T.
Memories dissolved,
bones splintered,
shattered dreams...
Ripped from my flesh...
Released my soul....
Screaming as life fades to black.
Would you mourn?
DON'T.
Remember how we were before,
party like the past,
celebrate the memories of nobody....
What would you...
if I died today?
Cut from this world
by mortality.
Bonds severed
and will be done,
would you mourn?
DON'T.
Memories dissolved,
bones splintered,
shattered dreams...
Ripped from my flesh...
Released my soul....
Screaming as life fades to black.
Would you mourn?
DON'T.
Remember how we were before,
party like the past,
celebrate the memories of nobody....
What would you...
700 reads
6 Comments
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