Submissions by Nixprty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write the words my tongue can’t speak, and for those who can still see clearly through the foggy windows.
SELF POEM
Published
19th Apr 2025 11:34pm
19th Apr 2025 11:34pm
No Way
Under a grey night sky comes a lesson in truth.
In discarding clothing that no longer fit.
Holding on and on and on and on.
There was in the weeds a calling,
There was in the hellfire a lamb.
A lamb with delicate features and legs that seemed to shake under the weight of those big eyes.
His fleece was soft and a shiny white, slightly pink just under his chin and along his face.
He bleated as I passed and a glint caught my eye.
His thin pupils slide to meet mine, and I can see the faint pressure of a horn threatening to...
In discarding clothing that no longer fit.
Holding on and on and on and on.
There was in the weeds a calling,
There was in the hellfire a lamb.
A lamb with delicate features and legs that seemed to shake under the weight of those big eyes.
His fleece was soft and a shiny white, slightly pink just under his chin and along his face.
He bleated as I passed and a glint caught my eye.
His thin pupils slide to meet mine, and I can see the faint pressure of a horn threatening to...
#denial
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ANGER POEM
Published
19th Feb 2025 11:54pm
19th Feb 2025 11:54pm
Inconsistencies in Truths Whispered but not Heard
The means
To
Your
Madness
Is the
Idea
That I asked
For
This
I am
Overflowing
Purposely
Drained and
Broken in
And yet
Still
Upright
Cognizant
Of the
Wasted
Effort that
Laps at
My
Fingers
And nurses
It’s wound
On my
Chest
I did not
In truth
Ask for this
Not when I know how warm the weather is after the rain
So
When I
Find Myself
Running
After
You
As...
To
Your
Madness
Is the
Idea
That I asked
For
This
I am
Overflowing
Purposely
Drained and
Broken in
And yet
Still
Upright
Cognizant
Of the
Wasted
Effort that
Laps at
My
Fingers
And nurses
It’s wound
On my
Chest
I did not
In truth
Ask for this
Not when I know how warm the weather is after the rain
So
When I
Find Myself
Running
After
You
As...
#anger
#frustration
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jan 2025 5:27am
20th Jan 2025 5:27am
To Love the Perceived Unlovable
To the eyes sunken in washed out pale faces
With hearts too weak to pump and lips too close
You look broken and burned
A personal weakness
A perceived bullet wound
But to the ever shining stars
From the brief and wicked glances
Your beauty itself breathes for you
To eyes still seeing and true
You are perfect beyond the lines cast by the sun
Molded to fit the hollowness creation left behind
To your eyes the light fights against your face
To mine the light itself chases you
...
With hearts too weak to pump and lips too close
You look broken and burned
A personal weakness
A perceived bullet wound
But to the ever shining stars
From the brief and wicked glances
Your beauty itself breathes for you
To eyes still seeing and true
You are perfect beyond the lines cast by the sun
Molded to fit the hollowness creation left behind
To your eyes the light fights against your face
To mine the light itself chases you
...
#admiration
#love
#SelfWorth
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Dec 2024 3:51pm
24th Dec 2024 3:51pm
The Aftermath
I have coughed out all my bile
A hollowness left behind
As the melancholy is wheezed out
I see the sunrise for the first time in a week
A morning I remember seeing in a dream
It smells like laundry and the windows are slightly frosted
In the wake of a sickness
I croak with the birds to welcome the sun
A hollowness left behind
As the melancholy is wheezed out
I see the sunrise for the first time in a week
A morning I remember seeing in a dream
It smells like laundry and the windows are slightly frosted
In the wake of a sickness
I croak with the birds to welcome the sun
#bittersweet
#healing
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Dec 2024 10:05am
6th Dec 2024 10:05am
Recalling the Nights
In the dimly lit streets
Kicking our way through puddles
When even the crickets didn’t dare to interrupt us
When the moon itself sat and stared
The unusually cold air sliced by our laughing
The most beautiful smile on your face
In that memory
I wanted to kiss you so bad it took my breath away
Kicking our way through puddles
When even the crickets didn’t dare to interrupt us
When the moon itself sat and stared
The unusually cold air sliced by our laughing
The most beautiful smile on your face
In that memory
I wanted to kiss you so bad it took my breath away
#love
#romantic
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Dec 2024 9:18am
5th Dec 2024 9:18am
Anomaly
I ache for a body to hold against my chest
For hair I can run my hands through
For a mouth to smile against
I ache for a face I can cradle in my hands
For lips I can press against mine
For a head to lean on my shoulder
I ache for someone to support
To love and admire
To trust and feel the realness of their touch
I can be sturdy enough for both of us
I can hurt the world that hurts you
I ache for you
Gah
For hair I can run my hands through
For a mouth to smile against
I ache for a face I can cradle in my hands
For lips I can press against mine
For a head to lean on my shoulder
I ache for someone to support
To love and admire
To trust and feel the realness of their touch
I can be sturdy enough for both of us
I can hurt the world that hurts you
I ache for you
Gah
#admiration
#loneliness
#love
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Dec 2024 9:12am
5th Dec 2024 9:12am
Nice to Meet You
Let me feel you
Feel the softness there
Shallowly wading in the heavy night
Feel the tension that holds you together
Breathing you in
Let me know you by every freckle
By every flush and glance
All it takes
If it can
Is to reach out to me first
When I know you by the soft brush of fingers on wrists
I’ll never let go
Let me know you by every word and laugh
I feel like I don’t know you at all
Feel the softness there
Shallowly wading in the heavy night
Feel the tension that holds you together
Breathing you in
Let me know you by every freckle
By every flush and glance
All it takes
If it can
Is to reach out to me first
When I know you by the soft brush of fingers on wrists
I’ll never let go
Let me know you by every word and laugh
I feel like I don’t know you at all
#bittersweet
#love
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2024 2:57pm
2nd Dec 2024 2:57pm
Derealization
Physical and psychological damage to the corneas
There goes another morning
Fuzzy lines running down the sides of my torso
Psychosomatic symptoms
Breathing
Bleeding
Feeling
So real
Really?
There goes another morning
Fuzzy lines running down the sides of my torso
Psychosomatic symptoms
Breathing
Bleeding
Feeling
So real
Really?
#MentalHealth
#morality
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Nov 2024 10:01pm
20th Nov 2024 10:01pm
Being (Of Flesh)
Flesh is the enemy that keeps me tied to the rotting earth
Flesh is the captor that sings me sweet promises of joy and freedom
I try to do away with flesh
But it clings to my skin and bones desperately
The foul stench of life is overbearing and bright
Red hot breath croaks its way out of lungs
Leaving a trail of blood everywhere I go as my flesh scrapes on the street
No matter how long I walk I may never reach bone
A person
Made of flesh and love
I am not
I am a human among people ...
Flesh is the captor that sings me sweet promises of joy and freedom
I try to do away with flesh
But it clings to my skin and bones desperately
The foul stench of life is overbearing and bright
Red hot breath croaks its way out of lungs
Leaving a trail of blood everywhere I go as my flesh scrapes on the street
No matter how long I walk I may never reach bone
A person
Made of flesh and love
I am not
I am a human among people ...
#apathy
#emptiness
#shame
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Nov 2024 1:06am
19th Nov 2024 1:06am
Green
It's the tides that breathe,
It's the trees.
Its the windows unwashed,
It's the way you said it.
You grip the side of the table,
You kick your legs wildly.
You look for an answer,
You don't hit anything.
It's the teeth still loose,
It's sleep still running,
It's the smell of my youth.
You tack a photo to the wall,
You smile the same way,
I look 2 inches taller.
It's the dreams still real,
It's the Halloween costumes,
It's the plastic spoons.
It's the way you said it,
You said it.
Said it like a name...
It's the trees.
Its the windows unwashed,
It's the way you said it.
You grip the side of the table,
You kick your legs wildly.
You look for an answer,
You don't hit anything.
It's the teeth still loose,
It's sleep still running,
It's the smell of my youth.
You tack a photo to the wall,
You smile the same way,
I look 2 inches taller.
It's the dreams still real,
It's the Halloween costumes,
It's the plastic spoons.
It's the way you said it,
You said it.
Said it like a name...
#bittersweet
#childhood
#sadness
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Nov 2024 5:29pm
16th Nov 2024 5:29pm
Giver
You asked
For the
Stars
I promised
You
Every last
One we could
Count
But I
Don’t
Think the
Sky has
Anymore to
Give
In fact
It may
Never
Recover
What I
Took
From it
To give
To
You
I tore
Chunks
From my
Flesh
In the
Hopes
You’d hold
One
To your
Heart
You
Never
Liked the
Stars
Did you?
You always
Seemed
To prefer
The
Moon
...
For the
Stars
I promised
You
Every last
One we could
Count
But I
Don’t
Think the
Sky has
Anymore to
Give
In fact
It may
Never
Recover
What I
Took
From it
To give
To
You
I tore
Chunks
From my
Flesh
In the
Hopes
You’d hold
One
To your
Heart
You
Never
Liked the
Stars
Did you?
You always
Seemed
To prefer
The
Moon
...
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#heartbroken
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Nov 2024 3:18am
16th Nov 2024 3:18am
Self Hatred (An Overflow)
Why am I so stupid? What the fuck is wrong with me? Nothing works. I ache so badly, an everywhere ache that’s cold at the center and boiling at the surface. I hate my body, I hate my face, I hate my personality, I hate my soul. I wish someone would just kill me so I wouldn’t be left to sit in the mess I made. I can’t do anything of worth, I can’t express my feelings well. I’m mean and selfish and loud and quiet and fucked. I hate how I hope too much, I hate how I can’t feel angry at anyone but myself. I hate that I can’t cut it out of myself, amputation of the emotions. I hate my eyes, for...
#emptiness
#frustration
#hate
#SelfWorth
#suffering
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