Submissions by Perplexia_X
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've written poetry, and I enjoy the escape and visionry of other peoples poetry, that being one reason for seeking a lyricist for my music.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Aug 2020 10:30pm
30th Aug 2020 10:30pm
The Poisoned Breeze
originally written 12-29-1990
fictitious influences reawaken hidden dreams
while certain overtures produce their silent schemes
guillotines beheading righteous fanatical queers
history forgotten, scribes dare not volunteer
beneficial axioms discredit accusations
while fabricating morons smother few investigations
omnipotent laws bequeath fortunes of rapport
fornicating with the decrees of the mother whore
as the table turns upon the holy tribe
shivering tongues expel the truth about the human bribe
...
fictitious influences reawaken hidden dreams
while certain overtures produce their silent schemes
guillotines beheading righteous fanatical queers
history forgotten, scribes dare not volunteer
beneficial axioms discredit accusations
while fabricating morons smother few investigations
omnipotent laws bequeath fortunes of rapport
fornicating with the decrees of the mother whore
as the table turns upon the holy tribe
shivering tongues expel the truth about the human bribe
...
#corruption
#politics
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3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Nov 2017 2:02am
4th Nov 2017 2:02am
the river
it runs down her leg as a river running its course
she begs me to enter - her voice shallow and hoarse
we explode together as we hit the height
then snuggle to each other all thru the night
she begs me to enter - her voice shallow and hoarse
we explode together as we hit the height
then snuggle to each other all thru the night
#LifeStruggles
786 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Mar 2013 11:42pm
20th Mar 2013 11:42pm
WTF?
(Written 2 days ago and today.)
WTF?
You took it away!
Why?
Why do you do this shit to me?
I found something that works
for me, it helps me, and what
do you do?
You take it away!
That's what you do.
You take it away.
WTF?
You scared off my friends.
Why?
Why did you do that?
Those are my friends!
They are important to me!
You were rude.
In a nice way, of course.
You made them go away.
But, that's what you do.
You take it away.
WTF?
You took my life away!
Why?
Why did you...
WTF?
You took it away!
Why?
Why do you do this shit to me?
I found something that works
for me, it helps me, and what
do you do?
You take it away!
That's what you do.
You take it away.
WTF?
You scared off my friends.
Why?
Why did you do that?
Those are my friends!
They are important to me!
You were rude.
In a nice way, of course.
You made them go away.
But, that's what you do.
You take it away.
WTF?
You took my life away!
Why?
Why did you...
882 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Mar 2013 00:28am
18th Mar 2013 00:28am
Seagulls
(originally penned on March 22, 2002)
I can't see the way to you.
A Thousand Seagulls block my view.
Is it a straight-a-way,
or a dangerous, bumpy road to you?
Is it that I'm not supposed to see,
or that we were never meant to be?
Now it's turned to scandal:
a truck, full with it's load, covers my eyes...
I still can't see you, it's a shame!
(There's)no-one but myself to blame,
only because I can't rise above
these obstacles to you.
The Seagulls sit as still as the sun.
Should I give up?...
I can't see the way to you.
A Thousand Seagulls block my view.
Is it a straight-a-way,
or a dangerous, bumpy road to you?
Is it that I'm not supposed to see,
or that we were never meant to be?
Now it's turned to scandal:
a truck, full with it's load, covers my eyes...
I still can't see you, it's a shame!
(There's)no-one but myself to blame,
only because I can't rise above
these obstacles to you.
The Seagulls sit as still as the sun.
Should I give up?...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
17th Mar 2013 4:47pm
17th Mar 2013 4:47pm
Hooked
(written today)
Engulfed within itself,
it cries out in pain.
"I mean no harm,
let's party again.
I may be bad,
but oh, so good.
I'll hook you in,
as well I should.
You may defeat me,
but still I win.
You can't get me out
from within your skin!"
Engulfed within itself,
it cries out in pain.
"I mean no harm,
let's party again.
I may be bad,
but oh, so good.
I'll hook you in,
as well I should.
You may defeat me,
but still I win.
You can't get me out
from within your skin!"
1207 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Mar 2013 7:54pm
16th Mar 2013 7:54pm
I found myself
(originally penned on June 11, 1989)
I found myself.
Swallowed it,
had lunch with it,
spoke with it,
and all the while,
did not know it.
I found myself.
Swallowed it,
had lunch with it,
spoke with it,
and all the while,
did not know it.
1298 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Mar 2013 7:40pm
16th Mar 2013 7:40pm
The Truth
(originally penned on April 7, 1989, adapted for posting today)
things that are seen
and things that are heard
like wings of doves
or song of bird
like skies of blue
or joyful youth
taken for granted
beyond the truth
things that are tasteful
like a ham on rye
or things that smell
like moms apple pie
like poi or chew
or franks from a booth
they may or not
entice the truth
things that are felt
like cotton soft
or sand in your eyes
from winds aloft
and things that are known
but not very couth...
things that are seen
and things that are heard
like wings of doves
or song of bird
like skies of blue
or joyful youth
taken for granted
beyond the truth
things that are tasteful
like a ham on rye
or things that smell
like moms apple pie
like poi or chew
or franks from a booth
they may or not
entice the truth
things that are felt
like cotton soft
or sand in your eyes
from winds aloft
and things that are known
but not very couth...
784 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Mar 2013 11:47pm
14th Mar 2013 11:47pm
The Search
(originally penned Aug. 9, 1990)
What is it that MAN seeks?
Is it the unrelenting quest for knowledge?
Is it the indeterminable hunger of the unknown?
Is it the question of the purpose of existence?
If a man would look into his own self, he may find the answers to these questions, and more, like why the Earth rotates around the sun. But, will he ever be satisfied with the answers he finds?
I think not! A mans' curiosity will never be quenched by mere mortal mentality. "There must be more," he will convince himself, "or is this all there is?" ...
What is it that MAN seeks?
Is it the unrelenting quest for knowledge?
Is it the indeterminable hunger of the unknown?
Is it the question of the purpose of existence?
If a man would look into his own self, he may find the answers to these questions, and more, like why the Earth rotates around the sun. But, will he ever be satisfied with the answers he finds?
I think not! A mans' curiosity will never be quenched by mere mortal mentality. "There must be more," he will convince himself, "or is this all there is?" ...
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