Submissions by Naajir
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
just for the joy of pushin that pen..wherever it goes
Distant Lover
What is poetry
But a message in a bottle?..
So with that in mind
I send you these words
Shaken and stirred within my Soul
Aged inside the deep recesses of my mind
Dripped with care from my quill's tip
Into this time capsule...
It's these diminutive fragments of a man
I hope will reach their destination fully intact
May they navigate their way into
The crevices of your mind if only
To engage your intellect and curiosity
May my ink become the warm sentiment
That lovingly bastes your heart in the ...
But a message in a bottle?..
So with that in mind
I send you these words
Shaken and stirred within my Soul
Aged inside the deep recesses of my mind
Dripped with care from my quill's tip
Into this time capsule...
It's these diminutive fragments of a man
I hope will reach their destination fully intact
May they navigate their way into
The crevices of your mind if only
To engage your intellect and curiosity
May my ink become the warm sentiment
That lovingly bastes your heart in the ...
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8 Comments
A View Spoken In 3rd Person
not necessarily a grimy dude
just a fool at times
chasing after his own passions
tripping over the ego
instead of leaping
to get over himself
caught slipping in a mess
of his own making
as love beckons
there for the taking
despite how much he rambles
there's something sincere within him
that's worth the gamble
a notoriously late bloomer
sidestepping his own doom
by faith/fortitude and some timely luck/providence. .
so close to prominence
yet so painfully far away..
still his spirit won't let him stray ...
just a fool at times
chasing after his own passions
tripping over the ego
instead of leaping
to get over himself
caught slipping in a mess
of his own making
as love beckons
there for the taking
despite how much he rambles
there's something sincere within him
that's worth the gamble
a notoriously late bloomer
sidestepping his own doom
by faith/fortitude and some timely luck/providence. .
so close to prominence
yet so painfully far away..
still his spirit won't let him stray ...
1013 reads
4 Comments
without a trace
it was as if
it never happened
traveling about this beautiful landscape
one may take notice of
a small pocket of evidence
a tiny hint of
an ugly truth
only to be summarily dismissed
as an afterthought
....
and as autumn encroaches
in shades of November leaves
the nostalgia of family
takes center stage
with joyful ruminations
of gatherings past
....
so thankful for our blessings
as the many of us
are soon to join in prayer
over extravagant banquets
with the Lord in our thoughts
and love in our souls...
it never happened
traveling about this beautiful landscape
one may take notice of
a small pocket of evidence
a tiny hint of
an ugly truth
only to be summarily dismissed
as an afterthought
....
and as autumn encroaches
in shades of November leaves
the nostalgia of family
takes center stage
with joyful ruminations
of gatherings past
....
so thankful for our blessings
as the many of us
are soon to join in prayer
over extravagant banquets
with the Lord in our thoughts
and love in our souls...
952 reads
3 Comments
Stalker
i see you
and even when i can’t
still i sense you
there
on that same non-distinct corner
lurking
...working your way
closer...
....
i shine my light on you
but still can’t get a clear picture
...
nevertheless
i KNOW you
from my travels
and so you feel
i owe you
...
a taste of my
......................
humanity
a succulent dish
maybe you assume
.....
...
and even when i can’t
still i sense you
there
on that same non-distinct corner
lurking
...working your way
closer...
....
i shine my light on you
but still can’t get a clear picture
...
nevertheless
i KNOW you
from my travels
and so you feel
i owe you
...
a taste of my
......................
humanity
a succulent dish
maybe you assume
.....
...
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My Pusher
she pushed ink like
a crack dealer
my number one smack dealer
my soul's healer
my mind stealer
the heroine of my heart
shootin heroin straight into my veins
main line
takin the red eye
straight to my third eye
swellin my main vine
thick n full
she push n pulls...
erections
emotions...
ink spots irises
all i see is
beautiful black lotion
the most sensual poem-a-therapy
like Calgon
she takes me away..... ...
a crack dealer
my number one smack dealer
my soul's healer
my mind stealer
the heroine of my heart
shootin heroin straight into my veins
main line
takin the red eye
straight to my third eye
swellin my main vine
thick n full
she push n pulls...
erections
emotions...
ink spots irises
all i see is
beautiful black lotion
the most sensual poem-a-therapy
like Calgon
she takes me away..... ...
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f**k The Norm
I write this piece in protest to those who
Suggest that I tune into the local
Programming and live a life that's
Considered routine and formal
Worship a manufactured god,bleed me
Through taxes,retire me at sixty somethin
And sit back and wait to die is what
They claim as being normal
Nah baby...no yellow brick road for me
'cause I'm steppin off into the forbidden
Forest and I'm gonna spark n blaze my
Own trail
Illuminate my own path with the fire of
My uncanny desires which pour from a
Place I store deep...
Suggest that I tune into the local
Programming and live a life that's
Considered routine and formal
Worship a manufactured god,bleed me
Through taxes,retire me at sixty somethin
And sit back and wait to die is what
They claim as being normal
Nah baby...no yellow brick road for me
'cause I'm steppin off into the forbidden
Forest and I'm gonna spark n blaze my
Own trail
Illuminate my own path with the fire of
My uncanny desires which pour from a
Place I store deep...
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23 Comments
U R You-niquely U
You picked up the pen...and there you
Decided that you and only you would
Tell the tale of you...
Yes....you have read books...
Many many books...
But you knew then....
Knew how to read books
What they were intended for...originally
Inspiration...
They were never meant to serve as blueprints
To be followed to a T...
Unthinkingly
Copied to..perfection...
Plagiarized...
No...
That would be the same as copying
Someone's Soul..
In a manner of speaking...
You instead chose to express...
Decided that you and only you would
Tell the tale of you...
Yes....you have read books...
Many many books...
But you knew then....
Knew how to read books
What they were intended for...originally
Inspiration...
They were never meant to serve as blueprints
To be followed to a T...
Unthinkingly
Copied to..perfection...
Plagiarized...
No...
That would be the same as copying
Someone's Soul..
In a manner of speaking...
You instead chose to express...
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My Little Heaven
I wonder...
If I could live poetically...
For one day only..
Just 24 hours..
What would I do?..
Didn't take much thought actually...
I would become neurologically altered so that
My speech will falter bringing me that
Much closer to my beautiful daughter...
In her world of autism....
Where I would give up the norm and
Embrace a new form of talking...walking with her
As she TAKES me by the hand helping me to
Innerstand the more grand plans beyond this land
Let her do the teaching
And I'll do the...
If I could live poetically...
For one day only..
Just 24 hours..
What would I do?..
Didn't take much thought actually...
I would become neurologically altered so that
My speech will falter bringing me that
Much closer to my beautiful daughter...
In her world of autism....
Where I would give up the norm and
Embrace a new form of talking...walking with her
As she TAKES me by the hand helping me to
Innerstand the more grand plans beyond this land
Let her do the teaching
And I'll do the...
#daughter
#Autism
#fatherhood
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