Submissions by Murk
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jul 2018 3:37pm
11th Jul 2018 3:37pm
Love i do not play with
If you don't love me, then dare not say it
because I warn that those are words I do not play with
my heart is way to delicate, fragile as fine china
and only you could let the bull within, who should remain with in the restraints of his pen
upset am I, that you would utter thy
sweeten words that soothe like a mothers caress with a softly song lullaby
give love a try, even when I questioned Why
you still projected visions of blissful beauty that would light my sky
that all I fear would never happen , but what happens when the never happen, happens...
because I warn that those are words I do not play with
my heart is way to delicate, fragile as fine china
and only you could let the bull within, who should remain with in the restraints of his pen
upset am I, that you would utter thy
sweeten words that soothe like a mothers caress with a softly song lullaby
give love a try, even when I questioned Why
you still projected visions of blissful beauty that would light my sky
that all I fear would never happen , but what happens when the never happen, happens...
#anger
#jealousy
#loneliness
#frustration
#confusion
473 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jul 2018 7:18pm
10th Jul 2018 7:18pm
Greener on the other side...
Leaves cover the the yard where weeds and vines have over taken
Neglected with no trimming, cutting, edging, watering or raking
Sunshine does not penetrate through the forest top
And other times the rain falls drowning out,seemly to never stop
Patchy spots give the illusion that the grounds lack nutrients to replenish the dirt
Only bugs and fungus sprout from the earth
But do I see a Magnolia tree over yonder
Surrounded by greenery , colors so beautifully soft they welcome me
Grass that caresses the skin , soil like soft lips that kiss your toes ...
Neglected with no trimming, cutting, edging, watering or raking
Sunshine does not penetrate through the forest top
And other times the rain falls drowning out,seemly to never stop
Patchy spots give the illusion that the grounds lack nutrients to replenish the dirt
Only bugs and fungus sprout from the earth
But do I see a Magnolia tree over yonder
Surrounded by greenery , colors so beautifully soft they welcome me
Grass that caresses the skin , soil like soft lips that kiss your toes ...
#sadness
#jealousy
#grief
#loneliness
#frustration
372 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Jul 2018 2:33pm
10th Jul 2018 2:33pm
When im in her
My aggression becomes voluntary suppression
Unifying as one into a heighten connection
lowered protection , caressed with affection, in a seemly endless session
where I
follow slippery slopes with hopes
of
finding buried jewels like the pearl of a clam
and as I
reached through fabrics I feel the flooding of a world in my hands
but I
Tread carefully, move purposely in a fashion to let her body language work for me
I mean speak to me , communicate
as you pull things down the rest begin to elevate
in actuality, the...
Unifying as one into a heighten connection
lowered protection , caressed with affection, in a seemly endless session
where I
follow slippery slopes with hopes
of
finding buried jewels like the pearl of a clam
and as I
reached through fabrics I feel the flooding of a world in my hands
but I
Tread carefully, move purposely in a fashion to let her body language work for me
I mean speak to me , communicate
as you pull things down the rest begin to elevate
in actuality, the...
#sensual
580 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Jul 2018 11:49pm
5th Jul 2018 11:49pm
Personal space....
Now she's mad at me cause I wouldn't share my poetry
Unknowing it's the place I burry the last that I truly have of me
With words of Expression i shelter my depression
Shadow my doubts and diverse my selections
Stories of battles, transitions and lost love
And most of all where I hide the fact that she's everything I've ever dreamed of....
Unknowing it's the place I burry the last that I truly have of me
With words of Expression i shelter my depression
Shadow my doubts and diverse my selections
Stories of battles, transitions and lost love
And most of all where I hide the fact that she's everything I've ever dreamed of....
#love
#respect
523 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
5th Jul 2018 8:22pm
5th Jul 2018 8:22pm
Stuck between a dragon and a sword
A mad man created a dragon who sole purpose was to destroy me
It breathe fire that burned as intense as my desire to not let it kill me
But that same mad man forged a sword out of dragons breathe
Something so needed that in the moment it felt heaven sent
Because he gave it to me I wielded the sword, embraced in my arms
I use it to defend myself from the fire, dagger sharp claws and all of the harms,
My opposition, who hope to position
Itself in a strong hold that it would not relinquish
Relentlessly I fought, sometimes through the rising and...
It breathe fire that burned as intense as my desire to not let it kill me
But that same mad man forged a sword out of dragons breathe
Something so needed that in the moment it felt heaven sent
Because he gave it to me I wielded the sword, embraced in my arms
I use it to defend myself from the fire, dagger sharp claws and all of the harms,
My opposition, who hope to position
Itself in a strong hold that it would not relinquish
Relentlessly I fought, sometimes through the rising and...
#hate
#gratitude
362 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Jul 2018 2:18am
5th Jul 2018 2:18am
Her love scares me...
She loves to easy, so easy it scares me, cause I have battled for this type connection and understanding, settled for less knowing tha my heart was commanding, that I find someone who listens, kisses and wishes only to have me. Not some idea of I, existing in their own created possibilities , but simply me in my entirety. Now that I am loved in such a way i am a coward, scared to be vulnerable but welcoming to bedevoured...
#TimeHeals
420 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Jul 2018 1:39am
5th Jul 2018 1:39am
Questioning Myself...
When I can't explain what I'm trying to explain it bothers me. Now that is me watering it down when in actuality it floods me. With questions of interpretation, maybe its cultural division, a gender difference or relatable to one's occupation. Cause I know I'm putting it, in its simplicity but the way that they are not getting it causes me to have anxiety. I want to beat it in them , like the dead horse , but of course the the more I try I lose thought and veer off course. Until I myself have lost my thoughts and without a way to find my original source. See as my brain battles my bones...
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#frustration
#confusion
#emptiness
443 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2018 8:40pm
3rd Jul 2018 8:40pm
Love doesn't always die with the relationship
Sometimes I wonder if she puts the chair to the back of door, or keep the curtains close , or any of the little safety measures i gave her amongst more, wonder if she still hits the gym and works on her gains, or still hit the basketball court and work on her game,
Wonder if she still sees the value I saw behind her eyes, does she still processes the ability to smile even when she cries, I can't say I ever loved you, if I can't say that now and then I don't still think about you, and it's no selfish ploy in mind or any idea that I can't live with out you, but you were once part of me...
Wonder if she still sees the value I saw behind her eyes, does she still processes the ability to smile even when she cries, I can't say I ever loved you, if I can't say that now and then I don't still think about you, and it's no selfish ploy in mind or any idea that I can't live with out you, but you were once part of me...
#TimeHeals
494 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2018 2:44am
3rd Jul 2018 2:44am
Afraid of love
Maybe I'm afraid to love , or afraid of not being loved
Possibly afraid that the hands that hold and pull me close,
Could one day push me away when I need them the most,
That the one who wipes my eyes could cause my tears,
She who Gives the wind behind the sail which is my hope,
Could also breathe life into my fears,
The calmer could be the storm, todays one could be tomorrows mourned,
The dead can be reborn and a delicately stitched heart could be retorn,
Duality, the fact that good and bad exist on to opposite spectrums, where there's is a thin...
Possibly afraid that the hands that hold and pull me close,
Could one day push me away when I need them the most,
That the one who wipes my eyes could cause my tears,
She who Gives the wind behind the sail which is my hope,
Could also breathe life into my fears,
The calmer could be the storm, todays one could be tomorrows mourned,
The dead can be reborn and a delicately stitched heart could be retorn,
Duality, the fact that good and bad exist on to opposite spectrums, where there's is a thin...
#rejection
482 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2018 3:42pm
2nd Jul 2018 3:42pm
Soul Food
Soul food sits in a fridge, on a paper plate
No topper ware bowl or lid, and no idea of an expiration date
I mean when it was placed in here I shall never know
But from the browning of the veggies, hardening of the pastas
And drying of the meat it won’t be long before fungus may grow
Multiple sides devoured other are pick through,
Consumptions of the favorite food, the rest is left to, whoever steps up next to partake upon this soul food,
You got an appetite to appease/ you want seasoning that will please with hopes that everything is marinated properly and...
No topper ware bowl or lid, and no idea of an expiration date
I mean when it was placed in here I shall never know
But from the browning of the veggies, hardening of the pastas
And drying of the meat it won’t be long before fungus may grow
Multiple sides devoured other are pick through,
Consumptions of the favorite food, the rest is left to, whoever steps up next to partake upon this soul food,
You got an appetite to appease/ you want seasoning that will please with hopes that everything is marinated properly and...
#ForbiddenLove
391 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2018 3:38pm
2nd Jul 2018 3:38pm
So simple it could be…
So simple it could be if I could just be simple
How easy would it be to mingle, if I could relate to the latest jingle?
And not see it as a deliberate attack, design to persuade, invade
Cascade with so much substantial evidence that’s been produced in just the last decade/
Hold up here I go again…
I know, I know it’s just a song, don’t get me wrong I to like to sing along when it comes on
I too would like to watch a little football, cheer, sit back and drink a beer
Instead of reflecting on the social injustices occurring throughout the year
With several...
How easy would it be to mingle, if I could relate to the latest jingle?
And not see it as a deliberate attack, design to persuade, invade
Cascade with so much substantial evidence that’s been produced in just the last decade/
Hold up here I go again…
I know, I know it’s just a song, don’t get me wrong I to like to sing along when it comes on
I too would like to watch a little football, cheer, sit back and drink a beer
Instead of reflecting on the social injustices occurring throughout the year
With several...
#misunderstood
380 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Jun 2018 2:44am
26th Jun 2018 2:44am
In to deep
Imagine the murk of murky waters with no clear view ,
Where an enchantress sings a song that seems to be written for you,
Amongst the waves that crumble, your steps they stumble and your confidence begins to crumble,
Her voice says come to me but I can't swim,
Her voice says trust in me but the water is to dim
So loving, I mean so trusting
I eas out and begin rushing, submerged to my chest , working on controlling my breathe, but start to fear and panick as the troubled waters begin to rise to my neck, and the only safe thing to do is to go back...
Where an enchantress sings a song that seems to be written for you,
Amongst the waves that crumble, your steps they stumble and your confidence begins to crumble,
Her voice says come to me but I can't swim,
Her voice says trust in me but the water is to dim
So loving, I mean so trusting
I eas out and begin rushing, submerged to my chest , working on controlling my breathe, but start to fear and panick as the troubled waters begin to rise to my neck, and the only safe thing to do is to go back...
#heartbroken
#breakup
#LifeStruggles
#MovingOn
#escape
545 reads
7 Comments
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