Submissions by N-Muz
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SONG LYRICS
Published
9th Oct 2020 6:12pm
9th Oct 2020 6:12pm
The Tragedy
When I peek into the darkest moon I see your starry eyes.
Wonder if this is what's like to die?
The criminal is shifty , and he hides in deep disguise.
Keep your head up always with watchful eyes.
The room is filled with flames and they stream in precise design.
What doesn't burn was never meant to die.
The jester stands in haste to sell you all his lies .
If you feed your fears with tears they will never die.
Chours: The bottles almost empty.
The bag is coated with dust.
The pistol has just 1 more bullet ,...
Wonder if this is what's like to die?
The criminal is shifty , and he hides in deep disguise.
Keep your head up always with watchful eyes.
The room is filled with flames and they stream in precise design.
What doesn't burn was never meant to die.
The jester stands in haste to sell you all his lies .
If you feed your fears with tears they will never die.
Chours: The bottles almost empty.
The bag is coated with dust.
The pistol has just 1 more bullet ,...
#confusion
#fear
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Jul 2020 2:18pm
26th Jul 2020 2:18pm
The Ghost In My Graveyard
There is a place deep within my mind.
I haven't visited yet , and it's hard to find.
It's filled with all I could not stand to feel.
A marathon of chaos on an infinite reel.
As the seconds fleet and turn to days.
The ghosts parade in a field of haze.
They say they want to be set free.
But my frame collapses to a bending knee.
I pray for a strength beyond my means.
To fight the past , and fractured dreams.
To face the hurt that lives in exile .
From the broken hearts, to the abused child.
I know deep down this will be the gambit. ...
I haven't visited yet , and it's hard to find.
It's filled with all I could not stand to feel.
A marathon of chaos on an infinite reel.
As the seconds fleet and turn to days.
The ghosts parade in a field of haze.
They say they want to be set free.
But my frame collapses to a bending knee.
I pray for a strength beyond my means.
To fight the past , and fractured dreams.
To face the hurt that lives in exile .
From the broken hearts, to the abused child.
I know deep down this will be the gambit. ...
#depression
#abuse
#healing
366 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jul 2020 11:49pm
21st Jul 2020 11:49pm
My Fun Park
Euphoria shades to mania
With the same essence of love transcending to hate .
The lights seem to dim in a slow chaotic spin .
As I fall to darkness .
A constant circle of madness .
The fun never stops .
When you live in this realm you strive for gray.
It's the rarest shade of emotion.
The soft delicate touch of stability.
Like a hug from a long lost friend .
The fun park of emotions.
With the lingering question as to what is real?
I try to conquer
But the forces are truly omnipotent.
With the same essence of love transcending to hate .
The lights seem to dim in a slow chaotic spin .
As I fall to darkness .
A constant circle of madness .
The fun never stops .
When you live in this realm you strive for gray.
It's the rarest shade of emotion.
The soft delicate touch of stability.
Like a hug from a long lost friend .
The fun park of emotions.
With the lingering question as to what is real?
I try to conquer
But the forces are truly omnipotent.
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
346 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Jul 2020 1:18pm
20th Jul 2020 1:18pm
How Does it feel
How does it feel ?
When you falling down again ?
The familiar road begins.
How does it feel ?
Will it wash away your sins ?
The stains from your addiction cloud a perfect pictures lense ..
How does it feel ?
So you took the fast lane .
Could've swore you were pushing tin.
Nevermind the hard times
You can numb it , and just pretend.
But the road is crumbling..
Fast beneath your wheels.
You cant unwind the hands of time .. once the dealer spins the wheel. ...
When you falling down again ?
The familiar road begins.
How does it feel ?
Will it wash away your sins ?
The stains from your addiction cloud a perfect pictures lense ..
How does it feel ?
So you took the fast lane .
Could've swore you were pushing tin.
Nevermind the hard times
You can numb it , and just pretend.
But the road is crumbling..
Fast beneath your wheels.
You cant unwind the hands of time .. once the dealer spins the wheel. ...
#dreams
#drugs
#addiction #healing
#addiction #healing
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1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jul 2020 2:16pm
19th Jul 2020 2:16pm
The Middle
I stand in the middle .
Confused by both sides.
A tit for tat circus that divides us all.
I stand in the middle .
As I watch our unity persish.
To think we all are undoubtedly the same .
But then be proven we have hills to climb .
I stand in the middle.
I wonder what the one thing will be to unify ?
As my heart aches in knowing more will die in the process.
We all bleed and die regardless of our outer shells.
We all hope , some in secret a life after exists.
There are no 2 sides in heaven.
I stand in the...
Confused by both sides.
A tit for tat circus that divides us all.
I stand in the middle .
As I watch our unity persish.
To think we all are undoubtedly the same .
But then be proven we have hills to climb .
I stand in the middle.
I wonder what the one thing will be to unify ?
As my heart aches in knowing more will die in the process.
We all bleed and die regardless of our outer shells.
We all hope , some in secret a life after exists.
There are no 2 sides in heaven.
I stand in the...
#politics
#LifeStruggles
#racism
#HumanRights
#inequality
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DRUGS POEM
Published
17th Jul 2020 2:17am
17th Jul 2020 2:17am
The Pain
He was once a young child .
Dreams so big .
Then the pain visited him.
Each time it would take away something.
And each time it would add something.
The trades were never even.
The scales were always tilted in unfairness.
Eventually there was nothing to take .
But the pain still lingered, and piled on.
He was tortured by those around him who seemed normal , and hapy.
He felt out of place , and damaged.
He found a way to kill the pain.
But with every solution, lies a consequence.
For what he thought was killing the pain , was...
Dreams so big .
Then the pain visited him.
Each time it would take away something.
And each time it would add something.
The trades were never even.
The scales were always tilted in unfairness.
Eventually there was nothing to take .
But the pain still lingered, and piled on.
He was tortured by those around him who seemed normal , and hapy.
He felt out of place , and damaged.
He found a way to kill the pain.
But with every solution, lies a consequence.
For what he thought was killing the pain , was...
#addiction
#healing
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