Submissions by MrAlptraum (Mr A)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
7th Apr 2012 9:25am
7th Apr 2012 9:25am
Waiting for the sun
Ileftspeedilyslammingthedoorthoughiheardnothing
forIwasdeafenedbyherpretentiouswallowing,so
Istarteddowntheempty,still-greystreets
feettryingtomatchthepaceofmyerraticmind
suddenly,withnoideaofmywhereabouts
Iwasstandinginaparksurroundedbywoods
thenightwasblackerthanhate,nocloudstopollute
withthistoxiccocktailofflexingthoughtsandfatigue
IstruggleforbreathlikeaJewonhisknees
tryingtosuckairfromashower'sfloor
asmypulseslowedandmyheartremembered
thetearsandheart-smasheddisappointment ...
forIwasdeafenedbyherpretentiouswallowing,so
Istarteddowntheempty,still-greystreets
feettryingtomatchthepaceofmyerraticmind
suddenly,withnoideaofmywhereabouts
Iwasstandinginaparksurroundedbywoods
thenightwasblackerthanhate,nocloudstopollute
withthistoxiccocktailofflexingthoughtsandfatigue
IstruggleforbreathlikeaJewonhisknees
tryingtosuckairfromashower'sfloor
asmypulseslowedandmyheartremembered
thetearsandheart-smasheddisappointment ...
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STORY POEM
Published
4th Apr 2012 7:57pm
4th Apr 2012 7:57pm
Magpie
I came across a meadow where
I'd rest from the midday's sun.
I sat upon a convenient log
next to an ancient oak.
A magpie flew over and perched
on a branch beside me.
He looked at me and said:
"Why do you sit alone?"
I turned my head and hoped
he doesn't think me ignorant.
I'd rest from the midday's sun.
I sat upon a convenient log
next to an ancient oak.
A magpie flew over and perched
on a branch beside me.
He looked at me and said:
"Why do you sit alone?"
I turned my head and hoped
he doesn't think me ignorant.
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2012 7:03pm
3rd Apr 2012 7:03pm
Even the crowd
She could stand in a crowd of
any type of people, and
emit more presence than all.
I picture us sometimes, alone
standing close, and
listening
to the silence's offbeat rhythm
and thinking is it.....you know?
It could be, but it won't, so...
Standing as close as possible, faces
drifting into each-others space
but a hair's width away
hovering,
pushing air
back and forth
brushing past our tongues, and
again, it feels like....you know?
I get the impulse to force forward
tasting...
any type of people, and
emit more presence than all.
I picture us sometimes, alone
standing close, and
listening
to the silence's offbeat rhythm
and thinking is it.....you know?
It could be, but it won't, so...
Standing as close as possible, faces
drifting into each-others space
but a hair's width away
hovering,
pushing air
back and forth
brushing past our tongues, and
again, it feels like....you know?
I get the impulse to force forward
tasting...
732 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2012 4:18pm
2nd Apr 2012 4:18pm
Saying goodbye to a ghost
There you are,
and there,
now there.
Sit with me a while
I have words for you to hear.
I'm troubled by your visits, and
disturbed when almost normal.
From the back to the front and round
the edges of my thoughts
you're there
revolving,
spinning
turning me from sparkle to tear.
I have to say goodbye again
I won't be saying it anymore.
It shatters me to let you go.
My shards will shatter, splintering
into the soft tissue of my...
and there,
now there.
Sit with me a while
I have words for you to hear.
I'm troubled by your visits, and
disturbed when almost normal.
From the back to the front and round
the edges of my thoughts
you're there
revolving,
spinning
turning me from sparkle to tear.
I have to say goodbye again
I won't be saying it anymore.
It shatters me to let you go.
My shards will shatter, splintering
into the soft tissue of my...
699 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2012 11:36am
2nd Apr 2012 11:36am
My deviant wants
The moon, it glares at me through the trees
and I fool myself into thinking
I'm the only one staring back
mesmerized by its imposing presence
A wave of wants passes through me
and I wish I could steal the lure of the oceans
that dragged seamen away from their lives and loves
only to become another name on a monument.
If I could use the sea's sway
over our humanity, psychology-
the way she strips an ultimately stable man
of every cell of reason's rationale, and
sends lunatics back home to where
they can blame the moon,...
and I fool myself into thinking
I'm the only one staring back
mesmerized by its imposing presence
A wave of wants passes through me
and I wish I could steal the lure of the oceans
that dragged seamen away from their lives and loves
only to become another name on a monument.
If I could use the sea's sway
over our humanity, psychology-
the way she strips an ultimately stable man
of every cell of reason's rationale, and
sends lunatics back home to where
they can blame the moon,...
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Apr 2012 12:01pm
1st Apr 2012 12:01pm
My deviant wants
The moon, it glares at me through the trees.
I fool myself into thinking
I'm the only one staring back.
Mesmerized by its illuminated obnoxiousness.
A wave of wants pass through me,
while my eyes remain in fixation.
If I could steal the lure of the oceans
that dragged seamen away from loving families
only to become lost forever.
If I could have the psychology of sea,
who can strip an ultimately stable man
of every cell of rationality, and
send the lunatic home where they'd blame the moon, then
and...
I fool myself into thinking
I'm the only one staring back.
Mesmerized by its illuminated obnoxiousness.
A wave of wants pass through me,
while my eyes remain in fixation.
If I could steal the lure of the oceans
that dragged seamen away from loving families
only to become lost forever.
If I could have the psychology of sea,
who can strip an ultimately stable man
of every cell of rationality, and
send the lunatic home where they'd blame the moon, then
and...
580 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Mar 2012 11:15am
30th Mar 2012 11:15am
My Friend
I've got this friend...
not just any friend, a very special friend.
Was the first friend I ever had
and will certainly be the last.
You are all more than acquainted.
Some of you fear, some love,
some of you don't appreciate
my friend.
An extremely peculiar and most
unpredictable relationship.
As a small child I remember
she allowed a rhinoceros to charge
through my house destroying everything,
while I hid in a cupboard.
She'd float me down the stairs sometimes,
and forced me to watch myself...
not just any friend, a very special friend.
Was the first friend I ever had
and will certainly be the last.
You are all more than acquainted.
Some of you fear, some love,
some of you don't appreciate
my friend.
An extremely peculiar and most
unpredictable relationship.
As a small child I remember
she allowed a rhinoceros to charge
through my house destroying everything,
while I hid in a cupboard.
She'd float me down the stairs sometimes,
and forced me to watch myself...
917 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Mar 2012 8:41pm
28th Mar 2012 8:41pm
Oasis
The sneaking breeze creeps
through the gaps of my window
only to wake and taunt me;
the sleep was my only oasis.
The cracks constantly widen
in this desert of the living,
where I can't see my soul for dust.
I dehydrate to the hollow soundscape
of your echoing last words.
I shut my window,
grab the half full bottle,
flood the inhumane desert.
With the drowning of your vulgar tones
I close my eyes and seek my oasis.
through the gaps of my window
only to wake and taunt me;
the sleep was my only oasis.
The cracks constantly widen
in this desert of the living,
where I can't see my soul for dust.
I dehydrate to the hollow soundscape
of your echoing last words.
I shut my window,
grab the half full bottle,
flood the inhumane desert.
With the drowning of your vulgar tones
I close my eyes and seek my oasis.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Mar 2012 9:06pm
24th Mar 2012 9:06pm
patience and promises
Let me be the whispers
up the inside of your thigh
that raises your tiny vellus hairs
and makes your eyes widen.
I want to bend your bones
watch them flex
beneath your satin skin.
Words will not matter.
Instead, I'll read the unspeakable
sonnets of the flesh
screaming from your eyes
as your soul resurrects.
These pledges here I promise;
I'll deliver nothing less.
Alone with my words resonating.
You sit
biting your lip and
rubbing your long legs
with these words i planted
inside of you
growing....
up the inside of your thigh
that raises your tiny vellus hairs
and makes your eyes widen.
I want to bend your bones
watch them flex
beneath your satin skin.
Words will not matter.
Instead, I'll read the unspeakable
sonnets of the flesh
screaming from your eyes
as your soul resurrects.
These pledges here I promise;
I'll deliver nothing less.
Alone with my words resonating.
You sit
biting your lip and
rubbing your long legs
with these words i planted
inside of you
growing....
1086 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2012 7:47pm
22nd Mar 2012 7:47pm
Machinist's whys
Precise and fast these hands move.
Habitual perfection.
The eyes move faster, notice all.
Like a hungry owl,
but the thoughts behind these eyes
are not of the work,
but work of stirring curiosity.
As the lightning hands stretch, pull and push.
The mind is traumatized.
Plagued with questions of world mysteries:
Is there anything after this?
Hate the thought of limited existence,
doesn't everyone?
Twenty-one grams of nothing?
The deeper i succumb to questions;
the faster i move.
Eyes possessed
as i separate.
Could...
Habitual perfection.
The eyes move faster, notice all.
Like a hungry owl,
but the thoughts behind these eyes
are not of the work,
but work of stirring curiosity.
As the lightning hands stretch, pull and push.
The mind is traumatized.
Plagued with questions of world mysteries:
Is there anything after this?
Hate the thought of limited existence,
doesn't everyone?
Twenty-one grams of nothing?
The deeper i succumb to questions;
the faster i move.
Eyes possessed
as i separate.
Could...
633 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Mar 2012 4:43pm
20th Mar 2012 4:43pm
Taming the Dragon
Sharpen my wit and silence my reasoning
for tonight i must be a beast.
Guide my hand and strengthen my will
as i face what torments i must.
This shield and sword comfort my judgement,
though my helmet hinders my sight.
The scales of fate are of shimmering green;
so elegantly shimmering.
I look into the watery eye of the creature,
in its reflection i see not myself,
but you.
It will always be you.
I discard my weapons and shed my armour.
With acknowledgment i beckon
the torture of your flames.
for tonight i must be a beast.
Guide my hand and strengthen my will
as i face what torments i must.
This shield and sword comfort my judgement,
though my helmet hinders my sight.
The scales of fate are of shimmering green;
so elegantly shimmering.
I look into the watery eye of the creature,
in its reflection i see not myself,
but you.
It will always be you.
I discard my weapons and shed my armour.
With acknowledgment i beckon
the torture of your flames.
637 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Mar 2012 10:28am
15th Mar 2012 10:28am
Walked through again
As i woke you were already there.
Your faint footsteps had walked home.
Every footprint seeping through my pores;
leaving me with nothing but solemn sentiments,
and a shaded stamp on my soul.
If only there were words to express the ache.
I return to my sleep in hope
to be walked through again.
Your faint footsteps had walked home.
Every footprint seeping through my pores;
leaving me with nothing but solemn sentiments,
and a shaded stamp on my soul.
If only there were words to express the ache.
I return to my sleep in hope
to be walked through again.
591 reads
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