Submissions by Nicky_The_Odd (Nicky Smith)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
ANGER POEM
Published
6th Nov 2015 1:32am
6th Nov 2015 1:32am
Knife To Paper
Putting Pen To Paper
Like Holding Knife To Throat
Because I know
Once The Surface Is
Scathed
Everything Is Going To Spill Out
So I Lay My Tools Aside
And Make My Appearance At Sunday Service
Where I Start To Dance Drunkenly
...
Like Holding Knife To Throat
Because I know
Once The Surface Is
Scathed
Everything Is Going To Spill Out
So I Lay My Tools Aside
And Make My Appearance At Sunday Service
Where I Start To Dance Drunkenly
...
528 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Oct 2015 9:26pm
9th Oct 2015 9:26pm
A Psalm
October Rain
Come Heal Again
Wash Blood From Wounds
Rinse Ash From Ruins
Quench Summer Thirsts
Fill Hearts 'Til Burst
Vulnerable
Yet More Noble
It Is To Long
For Hold More Strong
On Ground So Cold
With Dreams Of Old
Let Love Be Bold.
Come Heal Again
Wash Blood From Wounds
Rinse Ash From Ruins
Quench Summer Thirsts
Fill Hearts 'Til Burst
Vulnerable
Yet More Noble
It Is To Long
For Hold More Strong
On Ground So Cold
With Dreams Of Old
Let Love Be Bold.
505 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Aug 2015 9:28pm
4th Aug 2015 9:28pm
Climax
A Shudder Ripples Across The Flat Plains
And They Concave
A Gentle Breeze Gives Way To Hot, Gusty Torrents Of Wind
The Ocean Contracts, Tightening And Coiling Itself For Violent Release
The Air Overhead Roars And Thrusts Lightening At The Land, Uniting Earth And The Heavens
The Ground Stiffens, Tantalized
And The Wave Trembles
And Breaks
And Pours Over The Shore, Engulfing It In Warmth
And Gently Pulls Away, Tracing It's Tingling Fingers Over Every Natural Feature
And Settles Itself Back Into It's Loose Borders
To Reveal A Renewed And...
And They Concave
A Gentle Breeze Gives Way To Hot, Gusty Torrents Of Wind
The Ocean Contracts, Tightening And Coiling Itself For Violent Release
The Air Overhead Roars And Thrusts Lightening At The Land, Uniting Earth And The Heavens
The Ground Stiffens, Tantalized
And The Wave Trembles
And Breaks
And Pours Over The Shore, Engulfing It In Warmth
And Gently Pulls Away, Tracing It's Tingling Fingers Over Every Natural Feature
And Settles Itself Back Into It's Loose Borders
To Reveal A Renewed And...
792 reads
1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Jul 2015 3:04pm
29th Jul 2015 3:04pm
Restoration
It's A Change From The Searing Sun's Stearn Gaze
To Be Swaddled By The Fog's Thick Haze
It Lies Across The Land Like Soothing Gauze
Embraces And Fills The Deep Cracks And Flaws
I Inhale It's Vapors And Fill Myself
Lose My Density And Embrace My Health
And I Bob To The Surface Of These Things
Where Our Full Souls Drift Like Divine Beings
To Be Swaddled By The Fog's Thick Haze
It Lies Across The Land Like Soothing Gauze
Embraces And Fills The Deep Cracks And Flaws
I Inhale It's Vapors And Fill Myself
Lose My Density And Embrace My Health
And I Bob To The Surface Of These Things
Where Our Full Souls Drift Like Divine Beings
541 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jun 2015 5:05pm
30th Jun 2015 5:05pm
What Did You Want?
My Horns Have Always Been This Visible
Your Failure To Notice Is Your Damn Fault
My Dark Ways Are All But Dismissable
And You Came Thirsty To The Dryest Drought
So Stop With Your Ridiculous Crying
No Amount Of Tears Can Restore Waste Land
And Keep In Mind That I Lie Here Dying
As You Build Royal Mansions In My Sand
Your Failure To Notice Is Your Damn Fault
My Dark Ways Are All But Dismissable
And You Came Thirsty To The Dryest Drought
So Stop With Your Ridiculous Crying
No Amount Of Tears Can Restore Waste Land
And Keep In Mind That I Lie Here Dying
As You Build Royal Mansions In My Sand
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Jun 2015 5:44am
18th Jun 2015 5:44am
Running
It's True That I'm A Beast
Of Pure Breeding, At Least
Born From Lines Of Torment
Where Evil Thoughts Ferment
And Surface In My Eyes
As The Rank Scent Of Lies
Clings To My Panting Breath
As My Chest Swells In Breadth
With My Miserable Cry
Given Way To A Sigh
With A Bow Of My Head
Where You'll Find All That's Dead
Gored Upon My High Horns
Like A Garland Of Thorns
And, Yes, It's True. I Fell
But, I Was Born In Hell
And I'm Held To Standards.
Of Pure Breeding, At Least
Born From Lines Of Torment
Where Evil Thoughts Ferment
And Surface In My Eyes
As The Rank Scent Of Lies
Clings To My Panting Breath
As My Chest Swells In Breadth
With My Miserable Cry
Given Way To A Sigh
With A Bow Of My Head
Where You'll Find All That's Dead
Gored Upon My High Horns
Like A Garland Of Thorns
And, Yes, It's True. I Fell
But, I Was Born In Hell
And I'm Held To Standards.
578 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Jun 2015 9:46pm
6th Jun 2015 9:46pm
Steady
I Know That The Film Burnt Up Long Ago
But I Can Still See Your Face Through The Ash
As Light Gives Life To The Tape's Winding Flow
You Gaze Back Through Every Frame's Bright Flash
I Know That Time Sent You East And I West
But One Day We'll Cross Paths In The Middle
As I Forget To Remember You Less
You Gaze Back Through The Haze Of Life's Riddle
I Know That You've Found Her And Made Her Yours
But I Recall Your Passion And Voice
As I Turned Away To Face The Front Doors
You Gazed Back Through The Crowds And The Noise
You Gaze...
But I Can Still See Your Face Through The Ash
As Light Gives Life To The Tape's Winding Flow
You Gaze Back Through Every Frame's Bright Flash
I Know That Time Sent You East And I West
But One Day We'll Cross Paths In The Middle
As I Forget To Remember You Less
You Gaze Back Through The Haze Of Life's Riddle
I Know That You've Found Her And Made Her Yours
But I Recall Your Passion And Voice
As I Turned Away To Face The Front Doors
You Gazed Back Through The Crowds And The Noise
You Gaze...
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Jun 2015 5:34am
5th Jun 2015 5:34am
On The Alter
I'll Never Understand The Moon
That Dictates The Motion Of Blood In My Veins
As It Drains From My Limbs
And Fills My Face And Core Until It Overflows
And Trickles Into A Generous River
That Feeds a Desolate And Longing Peoples Spirit
So They May Have a Hope
While I Lie Dying And Bleeding, Coming To Terms
With The Fact That I Can't Fathom
Why I Let The Moon Do This To Me, anywsys
That Dictates The Motion Of Blood In My Veins
As It Drains From My Limbs
And Fills My Face And Core Until It Overflows
And Trickles Into A Generous River
That Feeds a Desolate And Longing Peoples Spirit
So They May Have a Hope
While I Lie Dying And Bleeding, Coming To Terms
With The Fact That I Can't Fathom
Why I Let The Moon Do This To Me, anywsys
534 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Apr 2015 8:56pm
27th Apr 2015 8:56pm
Velvet
The Skies Are Bleak With Night
Where Diamonds Shine And Sigh
Like A Sliver Of White Light
Across Your Deep, Black Eye
That's Turbulent With...What...
Something That Triggers My High
Something Not Wrong But Not Right
Something That Longs To Die
In The Free Sweeps Of Flight
Where Diamonds Shine And Sigh
Like A Sliver Of White Light
Across Your Deep, Black Eye
That's Turbulent With...What...
Something That Triggers My High
Something Not Wrong But Not Right
Something That Longs To Die
In The Free Sweeps Of Flight
596 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2015 00:53am
22nd Apr 2015 00:53am
Lullaby
Fog On The Scene
What's Beyond Can't Be Seen
But Now Is Present
-Though Iridescent
Times Can Be Pleasant
Dirt On The Floor
That's Better Left Ignored
Easier Than Feared
Light Doesn't Shine There
What We Breathe Is Air
Darkness Outside
Where A Monster Can Hide
But Inside There's Light
And Beast's Don't Leave Night
We Are Out Of Sight
(Take Comfort In The Now
Tomorrow's Seeds Are Sowed)
What's Beyond Can't Be Seen
But Now Is Present
-Though Iridescent
Times Can Be Pleasant
Dirt On The Floor
That's Better Left Ignored
Easier Than Feared
Light Doesn't Shine There
What We Breathe Is Air
Darkness Outside
Where A Monster Can Hide
But Inside There's Light
And Beast's Don't Leave Night
We Are Out Of Sight
(Take Comfort In The Now
Tomorrow's Seeds Are Sowed)
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Apr 2015 7:19pm
19th Apr 2015 7:19pm
Thick
While The Winds May Shift My Skirts And Hair
I Refuse To Tremble At Their Caress
Because In Their Gusts I Breathe Without Care
I Fill My Lungs And Prepare For Egress
Celestial Dew In The Thick Atmosphere
Dense Enough To Float Or Suffocate In
But In This Ocean I Drift Without Fear
I'm Resting Here At Eternity's End
Sometimes The Sun Threatens To Peirce My Night
Invade And Rape A Sovereign Presence
Yet Nothing Has Power Over The Light
Nothing Is Defender Of My Pleasance
So I Rest In Peace In This Tranquil Womb
Until It...
I Refuse To Tremble At Their Caress
Because In Their Gusts I Breathe Without Care
I Fill My Lungs And Prepare For Egress
Celestial Dew In The Thick Atmosphere
Dense Enough To Float Or Suffocate In
But In This Ocean I Drift Without Fear
I'm Resting Here At Eternity's End
Sometimes The Sun Threatens To Peirce My Night
Invade And Rape A Sovereign Presence
Yet Nothing Has Power Over The Light
Nothing Is Defender Of My Pleasance
So I Rest In Peace In This Tranquil Womb
Until It...
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Apr 2015 2:05am
8th Apr 2015 2:05am
Seasons
I Tread Shifting Grounds
Tripping On Posies
Falling Into Graves
If There Be Music
It's Cacophony
Harmonious Screams
If There Be Joy
It Must Be Madness
My Laugh Is Tainted
If There Be Passion
It's A Sick Fever
My Face Is Burning
If There Be Freedom
It's An Illusion
Routine Is My Lord
If There Be A Hope
Then He Sleeps With Me
And Leaves By Morning
(and there is music
it's a symphony
of delightful themes)
...
Tripping On Posies
Falling Into Graves
If There Be Music
It's Cacophony
Harmonious Screams
If There Be Joy
It Must Be Madness
My Laugh Is Tainted
If There Be Passion
It's A Sick Fever
My Face Is Burning
If There Be Freedom
It's An Illusion
Routine Is My Lord
If There Be A Hope
Then He Sleeps With Me
And Leaves By Morning
(and there is music
it's a symphony
of delightful themes)
...
612 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Submissions by Nicky_The_Odd (Nicky Smith)
