Submissions by Mogwai
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write in completely eradicate and nonsensical ways.
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jul 2017 6:12am
30th Jul 2017 6:12am
Where is she?
Where did my angel go,?
Is she okay??
How my heart is pounding,.
Imploding, collapsing,.
She has been hurt,.
Lied to,.
jaded to no end,.
and someone destroyed her again,.
and left me with the ashes.,,.,.
Is she okay??
How my heart is pounding,.
Imploding, collapsing,.
She has been hurt,.
Lied to,.
jaded to no end,.
and someone destroyed her again,.
and left me with the ashes.,,.,.
503 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
29th Jul 2017 8:27pm
29th Jul 2017 8:27pm
Dreams from a Champion
Dreams have never been my strength,.
They elude me when I wake up,.
They leave my mind like specters,.
Something in me takes away my most beautiful nectar,.
Until a Goddess came along,.
Restoring my spirit and heart,.
She brought me dreams,.
She brought me such joy,.
She is my spiritual companion,.
She is my champion.,.,.,,
They elude me when I wake up,.
They leave my mind like specters,.
Something in me takes away my most beautiful nectar,.
Until a Goddess came along,.
Restoring my spirit and heart,.
She brought me dreams,.
She brought me such joy,.
She is my spiritual companion,.
She is my champion.,.,.,,
496 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
29th Jul 2017 8:17pm
29th Jul 2017 8:17pm
Souls unto Trees, Trees unto Souls
The hands of society wash our spirits,.
Bleaching out our bodies on washboards,.
Scouring out our wonderful, beautiful souls,.
We can make a difference if we believe,.
We as lovers will begin to see,.
The blood from our minds unfold,.
As we unite in the sluice,.
We are but nature's juice,.
That flows down a marvelous river,.
Dropped down a splendid waterfall in such iver,. (zeal)
We reclaim our rightful place,.
As we ascend to a marvelous grace.
,
We are reborn into the trees,.
The lungs...
Bleaching out our bodies on washboards,.
Scouring out our wonderful, beautiful souls,.
We can make a difference if we believe,.
We as lovers will begin to see,.
The blood from our minds unfold,.
As we unite in the sluice,.
We are but nature's juice,.
That flows down a marvelous river,.
Dropped down a splendid waterfall in such iver,. (zeal)
We reclaim our rightful place,.
As we ascend to a marvelous grace.
,
We are reborn into the trees,.
The lungs...
487 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th Jul 2017 10:23pm
28th Jul 2017 10:23pm
Milky Skies
The skies spill milk,.
Like fallen angels' blood saturating fallowed ground,.
Where her head was found,.
Fallen from the clouds,.
A tear dried from her lifeless eyes,.
The dust from the past has now settled,.
She will cry no more,.
A destitute plea escapes her lips,.
She has nothing more to give,.
She has done all she could,.
But she never lived,.
Her death is the weight lifted,.
The unknown is the weight now burdened,.
Her love was reserved for everyone,.
But never was allotted for herself.,
The milk...
Like fallen angels' blood saturating fallowed ground,.
Where her head was found,.
Fallen from the clouds,.
A tear dried from her lifeless eyes,.
The dust from the past has now settled,.
She will cry no more,.
A destitute plea escapes her lips,.
She has nothing more to give,.
She has done all she could,.
But she never lived,.
Her death is the weight lifted,.
The unknown is the weight now burdened,.
Her love was reserved for everyone,.
But never was allotted for herself.,
The milk...
645 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Jul 2017 12:09pm
28th Jul 2017 12:09pm
Rusted Mistakes
I wrap myself in the linens of hind sight and regret,.
An angel pleas to me from above,.
Visits my dreams, makes me feel whole,.
I wrap her in my own soiled hands,.
A cheater I am not,.
An impatient mind that wonders too far from my spine,.
Is what I am,.
Replace the linens of hindsight with the blankets of foresight,.
The mistakes I make today,.
Will haunt me tomorrow,.
The irony that is thrown from my mouth,.
Will rust when she finally makes it rain,.
And she walks away for good,.,.,.
An angel pleas to me from above,.
Visits my dreams, makes me feel whole,.
I wrap her in my own soiled hands,.
A cheater I am not,.
An impatient mind that wonders too far from my spine,.
Is what I am,.
Replace the linens of hindsight with the blankets of foresight,.
The mistakes I make today,.
Will haunt me tomorrow,.
The irony that is thrown from my mouth,.
Will rust when she finally makes it rain,.
And she walks away for good,.,.,.
467 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Jul 2017 10:31pm
27th Jul 2017 10:31pm
My Boot is too Heavy
I have broken backs,.
My bloodied boots saturated in their lowliness,.
I sit in the aftermath of the ruins i have created,.
I live in regret of only one thing that has not been forgiven,.
That is the hurt of the one I loved,.
The one I told everything about myself,.
She poured her breath onto my ears,.
Her words seeped into my rambling mind,.
The dust I created I attempt to remold,.
I fear it is too late to reform,.
I fear I have left the broken more broken than before,.
She never needed a lip like mine to bloody her trust,.
She...
My bloodied boots saturated in their lowliness,.
I sit in the aftermath of the ruins i have created,.
I live in regret of only one thing that has not been forgiven,.
That is the hurt of the one I loved,.
The one I told everything about myself,.
She poured her breath onto my ears,.
Her words seeped into my rambling mind,.
The dust I created I attempt to remold,.
I fear it is too late to reform,.
I fear I have left the broken more broken than before,.
She never needed a lip like mine to bloody her trust,.
She...
466 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jul 2017 10:17pm
27th Jul 2017 10:17pm
Naked Trees
Once colorful dreams now swing like dead paratroops from the naked trees,.
Your sky lips and snow skin are sugar for the carrion perched high atop the naked trees,.
A flower on the bed of brittle leaves,.
A mass grave of tiny angels fallen from the heavens from the naked trees,.
Rot beautiful creature all lifeless and serene,.
A patch of scorched earth,.
Naked beneath the naked trees,.
Your sky lips and snow skin are sugar for the carrion perched high atop the naked trees,.
A flower on the bed of brittle leaves,.
A mass grave of tiny angels fallen from the heavens from the naked trees,.
Rot beautiful creature all lifeless and serene,.
A patch of scorched earth,.
Naked beneath the naked trees,.
#love
#trees
642 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
26th Jul 2017 10:06pm
26th Jul 2017 10:06pm
Obscurity is my Weakness...Hope is My Strength
Anger froths from my mouth,.
Boiling onto your skin,.
Depression conjures emotion,.
Projecting from hallow eyes,.
Intruding into my soul,.
I cannot let go,.
Smiles evoke a feeling of safety,.
A fallback security feature,.
Laughter grows as the day passes on,.
Carrying on until we finally embrace,.
As for now, the vision is totally obscure,.,.,.,,
Boiling onto your skin,.
Depression conjures emotion,.
Projecting from hallow eyes,.
Intruding into my soul,.
I cannot let go,.
Smiles evoke a feeling of safety,.
A fallback security feature,.
Laughter grows as the day passes on,.
Carrying on until we finally embrace,.
As for now, the vision is totally obscure,.,.,.,,
515 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2017 8:24pm
26th Jul 2017 8:24pm
In all this Evil...We Prevail
Bees sting the fading light of the fireflies,.
Listen closely, you will hear their woeful cries,.
Insidious, rusted hands reach forward,.
Bypassing the bloodied iron door,.
A whisper turned to dust,.
When there is nothing to trust,.
Words ripen on a tainted, twisted tongue,.
Heaved forward byway of blackened, corrupted lungs,.
Human clay morphs slowly into death,.
When you are gone, when there is nothing left,.
This world is nothing but a cruel playground for our puppeteers,.
We are the embodiment, the bread of their gears,. ...
Listen closely, you will hear their woeful cries,.
Insidious, rusted hands reach forward,.
Bypassing the bloodied iron door,.
A whisper turned to dust,.
When there is nothing to trust,.
Words ripen on a tainted, twisted tongue,.
Heaved forward byway of blackened, corrupted lungs,.
Human clay morphs slowly into death,.
When you are gone, when there is nothing left,.
This world is nothing but a cruel playground for our puppeteers,.
We are the embodiment, the bread of their gears,. ...
508 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Jul 2017 10:34pm
25th Jul 2017 10:34pm
Everything is for Something
Your life has not been wasted,.
It has not been in vain,.
Be strong,.
Be strong,.
Everything will never be perfect,.
But god damn it,.
It can be worth living for,.
I love you,...,.
It has not been in vain,.
Be strong,.
Be strong,.
Everything will never be perfect,.
But god damn it,.
It can be worth living for,.
I love you,...,.
524 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2017 2:10am
22nd Jul 2017 2:10am
Toys of the Giants
Stitches tear from our souls,.
This fucked up world is out of control,.
Children sing rap songs about pussy and crack,.
Trap houses and smack,.
We look to the posters of scantily clad women,.
We set judgement of what the world should be,.
How to look and how to behave,.
Fucking drones we have to become,.
A steady flicker of light shines from the lies,.
We flock to them like deranged moths,.
Scouring the night for something to mop away our pain,.
In the late 60s something was perpetrated onto us,.
Free love and happiness,.
Now it...
This fucked up world is out of control,.
Children sing rap songs about pussy and crack,.
Trap houses and smack,.
We look to the posters of scantily clad women,.
We set judgement of what the world should be,.
How to look and how to behave,.
Fucking drones we have to become,.
A steady flicker of light shines from the lies,.
We flock to them like deranged moths,.
Scouring the night for something to mop away our pain,.
In the late 60s something was perpetrated onto us,.
Free love and happiness,.
Now it...
474 reads
2 Comments
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