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
15th Nov 2024 3:01pm
15th Nov 2024 3:01pm
Icarus
History is unkind to my kind
Mankind so horrid we can only call them man
I’m a star burned too bright
The ripples of my nova will burn for miles
But I am made not of purple or gold
I am a hurt made of dust and rock
A fool for the history books
I am the too hot and too small and too much
Gone and going on forever
I may never fall beneath the waves
I have not wings to melt
But I still see the world too high
I can’t catch up
I was chasing the sky
I couldn’t seem to grab hold
Icarus
By name
Mankind so horrid we can only call them man
I’m a star burned too bright
The ripples of my nova will burn for miles
But I am made not of purple or gold
I am a hurt made of dust and rock
A fool for the history books
I am the too hot and too small and too much
Gone and going on forever
I may never fall beneath the waves
I have not wings to melt
But I still see the world too high
I can’t catch up
I was chasing the sky
I couldn’t seem to grab hold
Icarus
By name
#emptiness
#hate
#shame
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Nov 2024 3:48pm
14th Nov 2024 3:48pm
The Roses Never Stood a Chance
Is it the clouds fault you are stuck to the ground,
Because you seem like you’d be better fit in the sky than with the people rushing from place to place.
The water spills to the ground in a rush to your feet,
The wind brushes your skin,
The birds crow loudly overhead.
Is it cruel to say,
I cannot find anything else as beautiful as you.
The lightened patches of moss twist,
The sun beats the branches still.
The fish wade in shallow depths,
The people rush to...
Because you seem like you’d be better fit in the sky than with the people rushing from place to place.
The water spills to the ground in a rush to your feet,
The wind brushes your skin,
The birds crow loudly overhead.
Is it cruel to say,
I cannot find anything else as beautiful as you.
The lightened patches of moss twist,
The sun beats the branches still.
The fish wade in shallow depths,
The people rush to...
#admiration
#love
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Nov 2024 3:29pm
14th Nov 2024 3:29pm
Buried Above Ground
Can you make a person disappear?
Forgotten,
Such a similar word,
But so very different.
Gone from the eyes,
Still buzzing in the blood.
Can you bury someone deep enough,
You’ll never fear they will one day crawl back out?
If I find myself beneath the layers of earth,
Deeper than hell itself entailed,
Will I ever one day find myself once again in a pale sunrise?
My deep is blacker than shadows,
It tastes like chalky dirt and age.
Yet I am sure,
As...
Forgotten,
Such a similar word,
But so very different.
Gone from the eyes,
Still buzzing in the blood.
Can you bury someone deep enough,
You’ll never fear they will one day crawl back out?
If I find myself beneath the layers of earth,
Deeper than hell itself entailed,
Will I ever one day find myself once again in a pale sunrise?
My deep is blacker than shadows,
It tastes like chalky dirt and age.
Yet I am sure,
As...
#bittersweet
#hate
#identity
#SelfWorth
#suffering
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Oct 2024 3:04pm
28th Oct 2024 3:04pm
Ruthless
Made of offerings
On course and trade left
You are telling and so lost in the noise
The noise you make
So soft in secret
Peaking around the end
You exist without context
Without someone asking you
Let the question become your motto
Beat the sky until it bleeds
Scream to the ceiling and shake the stars
For when your screams fade
I’ll hear you again
Here again
Under the green branches of the ocean waves
So entirely cold
And heal like the earth
You will be an almost whisper
Do away with what you claim to...
On course and trade left
You are telling and so lost in the noise
The noise you make
So soft in secret
Peaking around the end
You exist without context
Without someone asking you
Let the question become your motto
Beat the sky until it bleeds
Scream to the ceiling and shake the stars
For when your screams fade
I’ll hear you again
Here again
Under the green branches of the ocean waves
So entirely cold
And heal like the earth
You will be an almost whisper
Do away with what you claim to...
#passion
#vulnerability
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Oct 2024 6:10am
25th Oct 2024 6:10am
The Thoughts that Followed
Remember me as I was
Not as I am.
For I know the man who lays in my bed,
No more than the boy who sung sweet melodies into the night wind.
How did this tangle spiral?
It is love,
I’m sure.
I loved you.
More than I should have.
So I buried the boy with the soft eyes,
But you looked for him.
So I tried to bury you too.
It was for your own good.
It was for my own good.
Remember me as I was, ...
Not as I am.
For I know the man who lays in my bed,
No more than the boy who sung sweet melodies into the night wind.
How did this tangle spiral?
It is love,
I’m sure.
I loved you.
More than I should have.
So I buried the boy with the soft eyes,
But you looked for him.
So I tried to bury you too.
It was for your own good.
It was for my own good.
Remember me as I was, ...
#confessional
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2024 9:50am
2nd Oct 2024 9:50am
Creators Guilt
I cannot recall the way the air tasted that day,
A suffocating reality that twists through my veins.
I cannot recall the way it smelled,
So long ago the night looks almost like day.
I’m supposed to remember.
To sit in my shame and guilt.
But I cannot remember,
I cannot recall.
I’m supposed to hurt,
That’s how I know it meant something;
But I can only tip my head back,
And swallow.
Forgive me;
I cannot be sorry.
Alone again, at least until the fall,
A...
A suffocating reality that twists through my veins.
I cannot recall the way it smelled,
So long ago the night looks almost like day.
I’m supposed to remember.
To sit in my shame and guilt.
But I cannot remember,
I cannot recall.
I’m supposed to hurt,
That’s how I know it meant something;
But I can only tip my head back,
And swallow.
Forgive me;
I cannot be sorry.
Alone again, at least until the fall,
A...
#regret
#shame
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Oct 2024 3:04pm
1st Oct 2024 3:04pm
My Dearest Murderer
She makes corners
Rounded
She makes the lines
Shift on my face
She makes the grays
Look greener and the
Blues look clear
I can see
Myself through them
She gives my days
A purpose
She lends me
Her energy
Or rather I
Steal it
She makes me
Happy
She pulls my loose
Threads tight
I hold her in
My left hand
She makes me want
To scream
And throw things
Over hillsides
That I will never
See again
She makes me
Want to sing to
The moon
And...
Rounded
She makes the lines
Shift on my face
She makes the grays
Look greener and the
Blues look clear
I can see
Myself through them
She gives my days
A purpose
She lends me
Her energy
Or rather I
Steal it
She makes me
Happy
She pulls my loose
Threads tight
I hold her in
My left hand
She makes me want
To scream
And throw things
Over hillsides
That I will never
See again
She makes me
Want to sing to
The moon
And...
#BestFriend
#love
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Sep 2024 2:35am
27th Sep 2024 2:35am
New
It is new
It shines
It spins
And flashes
Blue
Purple
Pink
It plays
Music
And it dances
They gather to watch
They rush to the edge of the stage
Screaming
Encore
Encore
Encore
It was beautiful
Pure and soft
White as flame
Fresh and sweet
They ran their fingers down its side
Greasy trails left behind
Impossible to wash out
Slowly the song
Skips and wavers ...
It shines
It spins
And flashes
Blue
Purple
Pink
It plays
Music
And it dances
They gather to watch
They rush to the edge of the stage
Screaming
Encore
Encore
Encore
It was beautiful
Pure and soft
White as flame
Fresh and sweet
They ran their fingers down its side
Greasy trails left behind
Impossible to wash out
Slowly the song
Skips and wavers ...
#abuse
#childhood
136 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
25th Sep 2024 8:05pm
25th Sep 2024 8:05pm
Permission to State my Case
Am I allowed to survive?
To be here,
Alone or with another.
Am I allowed to die?
To be somewhere you cannot see,
Or hear,
Or imagine.
Am I allowed to hurt?
I am shaped of blood,
But so are you.
Are you?
Are you?
Are you?
The rising,
Up to the clouds,
And out the front door.
I cannot see past the screen.
Am I allowed to leave?
To be there,
Away from where I have been.
To be safe,
And feel it too.
I’m happy.
Aren’t I?
Can I be?
Am I allowed?
Am I allowed? ...
To be here,
Alone or with another.
Am I allowed to die?
To be somewhere you cannot see,
Or hear,
Or imagine.
Am I allowed to hurt?
I am shaped of blood,
But so are you.
Are you?
Are you?
Are you?
The rising,
Up to the clouds,
And out the front door.
I cannot see past the screen.
Am I allowed to leave?
To be there,
Away from where I have been.
To be safe,
And feel it too.
I’m happy.
Aren’t I?
Can I be?
Am I allowed?
Am I allowed? ...
#anger
#frustration
#MentalHealth
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Sep 2024 8:29pm
17th Sep 2024 8:29pm
I Swear
The morning after the dark will be littered with ghosts,
It will smell of death and life and frosty windows.
I will rise with them.
This morning will end,
It will taste of car exhaust and mold and fog.
I will end with it.
Before and before and the before until,
After,
I promise,
Soon.
Soon the time will come when the hands begin to turn back,
I promise my mushy bones respite from the push and pull of the waves.
They creak and groan as my veins crackle,
I promise the morning will end.
‘How much...
It will smell of death and life and frosty windows.
I will rise with them.
This morning will end,
It will taste of car exhaust and mold and fog.
I will end with it.
Before and before and the before until,
After,
I promise,
Soon.
Soon the time will come when the hands begin to turn back,
I promise my mushy bones respite from the push and pull of the waves.
They creak and groan as my veins crackle,
I promise the morning will end.
‘How much...
#suicide
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Sep 2024 9:31pm
16th Sep 2024 9:31pm
Unwilling Ending
It’s dark
In the
Space
Between your jaws
But
I know
If I
Struggle
You won’t
Bite down
Harder
To
Keep
Me
I’ll slip
Between
The cracks
But I’ll
Trial behind
Your
Wandering
I’ll stop
When you
Look back
You hate
Me
You bite
Harder
You inject
Venom
Into
My
Blood
I stay
Perfectly
Still
It’s over
Isn’t it
Isn’t it?
Finished
Done
Dead
Forgotten ...
In the
Space
Between your jaws
But
I know
If I
Struggle
You won’t
Bite down
Harder
To
Keep
Me
I’ll slip
Between
The cracks
But I’ll
Trial behind
Your
Wandering
I’ll stop
When you
Look back
You hate
Me
You bite
Harder
You inject
Venom
Into
My
Blood
I stay
Perfectly
Still
It’s over
Isn’t it
Isn’t it?
Finished
Done
Dead
Forgotten ...
#betrayal
#friendship
#sadness
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
16th Sep 2024 5:20pm
16th Sep 2024 5:20pm
Ever Since
Uniformly informal
Figure me out
Pick at my hanging edges
Imperceptible to the naked eye
Unable to be looked for
Unable to be found
Lost in the endless chaos of being
Struck by the ever expanding future
Sleeping among the grass blades
Growing up and around my figure
Fight or flight or freeze or fawn
A missing persons poster without a name or face
A being
Being without a mouth or head
Being without living
Living without death
A mirrored image
Of a closed eye ...
Figure me out
Pick at my hanging edges
Imperceptible to the naked eye
Unable to be looked for
Unable to be found
Lost in the endless chaos of being
Struck by the ever expanding future
Sleeping among the grass blades
Growing up and around my figure
Fight or flight or freeze or fawn
A missing persons poster without a name or face
A being
Being without a mouth or head
Being without living
Living without death
A mirrored image
Of a closed eye ...
#identity
106 reads
1 Comment
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