Submissions by PhantomPhace
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
looking for words for what cannot be said
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
31st May 2019 10:31am
31st May 2019 10:31am
Every now and then I hear a note
Every now and then I hear a note
Rung from a distant land.
I stop and ask myself: how much is fantasy
Of this reality I have so really known?
Upon the strike,
I see your face – the tenderest expression.
You are infinitely soft and sad and sweet,
Looking into me through your heart’s eye,
A rueful smile.
And my heart breaks for you,
Locked up so deep inside,
Flying farther ’way, grown fainter, like this ringing note.
But when we meet each other in the streets,
No, we cannot comply.
Every now and then I hear a note,
A...
Rung from a distant land.
I stop and ask myself: how much is fantasy
Of this reality I have so really known?
Upon the strike,
I see your face – the tenderest expression.
You are infinitely soft and sad and sweet,
Looking into me through your heart’s eye,
A rueful smile.
And my heart breaks for you,
Locked up so deep inside,
Flying farther ’way, grown fainter, like this ringing note.
But when we meet each other in the streets,
No, we cannot comply.
Every now and then I hear a note,
A...
#city
#music
#ghosts #memories
#ghosts #memories
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SELF POEM
Published
31st May 2019 10:28am
31st May 2019 10:28am
It doesn’t matter what language I speak
It doesn’t matter what language I speak;
They all sound the same.
We make plans that happen or not;
Either way is the same.
Day to night so many days,
Move silently from place to place,
Speak my words and play my part;
It doesn’t move my heart.
One note, one state, one word repeated,
Fantasy to circumstance
But always rings inside.
My heart pulses every beat with this reality,
Nonexistent in the light.
So help me help me
Leave this place I’ve been so long,
Held by my invisible friend
As we sing a song ...
They all sound the same.
We make plans that happen or not;
Either way is the same.
Day to night so many days,
Move silently from place to place,
Speak my words and play my part;
It doesn’t move my heart.
One note, one state, one word repeated,
Fantasy to circumstance
But always rings inside.
My heart pulses every beat with this reality,
Nonexistent in the light.
So help me help me
Leave this place I’ve been so long,
Held by my invisible friend
As we sing a song ...
#heartbroken
#LifeStruggles
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th May 2019 3:47pm
30th May 2019 3:47pm
The Ghost Plays Tricks On Me
He flies into an uninhabited shell
and looks at me out through its eyes,
curving the lips of this avatar
into a knowing smile.
Before I know it, he flies out,
leaving the shell to fall to the floor,
empty sockets for eyes.
He flies from puppet to puppet
pulling on strings,
animating their limbs
and I look on the scene, irresistibly;
my head spins round to tie him down,
but he just disappeared and I’m only in time
to catch the puppet going limp.
06/06/11
and looks at me out through its eyes,
curving the lips of this avatar
into a knowing smile.
Before I know it, he flies out,
leaving the shell to fall to the floor,
empty sockets for eyes.
He flies from puppet to puppet
pulling on strings,
animating their limbs
and I look on the scene, irresistibly;
my head spins round to tie him down,
but he just disappeared and I’m only in time
to catch the puppet going limp.
06/06/11
#ghosts
#art
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th May 2019 3:41pm
30th May 2019 3:41pm
Hello, 2AM
Deep to me the outlines drawn
Mean nothing though they’re looked upon;
Ignore the forms – a crowd of ghosts
Bustles through a silent city.
With my eyes closed I see clearly,
Navigating blind.
Where you saw walls there is nothing;
Out of nowhere, the hand of a bodiless friend.
Feel with your eyes closed open
The landscape’s contours rearranged,
Finding everybody’s shape –
Now open your eyes to the disconnect.
Who we are out here, what does it mean?
You go further out, I plunge deeper in.
I’m living inside my vision, ...
Mean nothing though they’re looked upon;
Ignore the forms – a crowd of ghosts
Bustles through a silent city.
With my eyes closed I see clearly,
Navigating blind.
Where you saw walls there is nothing;
Out of nowhere, the hand of a bodiless friend.
Feel with your eyes closed open
The landscape’s contours rearranged,
Finding everybody’s shape –
Now open your eyes to the disconnect.
Who we are out here, what does it mean?
You go further out, I plunge deeper in.
I’m living inside my vision, ...
#city
#night
#nature #ghosts
#nature #ghosts
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th May 2019 00:08am
30th May 2019 00:08am
The Golden Grain
You, your shell
Is one of them;
Its words echo distantly
While your grain floats like a star overhead,
Appears separate, tied by a thread.
It’s what speaks, what looks
Around the world with wide open eyes,
A body that shines so bright
In a flowing colored myriad.
And your substantial form
Is a gray toned shadow
Whose eyes are dull,
Whose voice is a whisper
That echoes over the mountain ranges
Of lonely windswept chalk.
The worlds should switch;
The one unseen
Bursts with the colors of every dream....
Is one of them;
Its words echo distantly
While your grain floats like a star overhead,
Appears separate, tied by a thread.
It’s what speaks, what looks
Around the world with wide open eyes,
A body that shines so bright
In a flowing colored myriad.
And your substantial form
Is a gray toned shadow
Whose eyes are dull,
Whose voice is a whisper
That echoes over the mountain ranges
Of lonely windswept chalk.
The worlds should switch;
The one unseen
Bursts with the colors of every dream....
#city
#shadows
#emptiness #SelfDiscovery
#emptiness #SelfDiscovery
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th May 2019 00:02am
30th May 2019 00:02am
Don't Reciprocate
Keep staying away from me as you do
My lingering confusion and attachment to you
Makes a wonderful little engine that keeps me on the move.
I don’t want the feel of love to come from your hands
Or for you to lead a dashing crusade of romance
Listen to my message: don’t reciprocate.
I hope I always feel the yearning
Towards a desired ending
So that I can keep creating
And one day win lots of fame.
For if my love were all requited
And in bliss we were united
To live contentedly, delighted
I’d die happy without a...
My lingering confusion and attachment to you
Makes a wonderful little engine that keeps me on the move.
I don’t want the feel of love to come from your hands
Or for you to lead a dashing crusade of romance
Listen to my message: don’t reciprocate.
I hope I always feel the yearning
Towards a desired ending
So that I can keep creating
And one day win lots of fame.
For if my love were all requited
And in bliss we were united
To live contentedly, delighted
I’d die happy without a...
#love
#MovingOn
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th May 2019 11:40am
29th May 2019 11:40am
Enemies
Oh hey, I am not everyone
And I really hate the coldness in me
But most of all my hesitancy
And I’m making peace with my enemies
Being my enemies – not all can be friends
Especially those holding pointed spears.
Am I one of them?
I feel a line has been drawn
And I’m on one side,
And so many that I
Have been close to wound up across somehow
So I stare out, asking myself
What did I do to put us at odds?
What is there thriving inside of you
That aims with a hatred so sharply at me?
I’ve got a good feeling
For...
And I really hate the coldness in me
But most of all my hesitancy
And I’m making peace with my enemies
Being my enemies – not all can be friends
Especially those holding pointed spears.
Am I one of them?
I feel a line has been drawn
And I’m on one side,
And so many that I
Have been close to wound up across somehow
So I stare out, asking myself
What did I do to put us at odds?
What is there thriving inside of you
That aims with a hatred so sharply at me?
I’ve got a good feeling
For...
#anxiety
#conflict
#friendship
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5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th May 2019 5:55pm
28th May 2019 5:55pm
There's a perfect wrapper
There’s a perfect wrapper, an ideal shell,
A world waiting, a tape playing –
But it can go on my whole life just as well
And I’ll play my part, though my heart’s nowhere in it.
My heart is with you, in the sea of stars,
Flying through the cosmos at breakneck speed.
2010
A world waiting, a tape playing –
But it can go on my whole life just as well
And I’ll play my part, though my heart’s nowhere in it.
My heart is with you, in the sea of stars,
Flying through the cosmos at breakneck speed.
2010
#love
#universe
#stars #spiritual
#stars #spiritual
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th May 2019 8:31am
28th May 2019 8:31am
Imaginary Emptiness
I feel your absence like the void is a thing.
Not zero – we dip into the negatives.
Every second that passes without your presence
My skin crawls and twists, my heart drops down
And tastes the lack of love like bitterness in the air.
Take away the magnifying lens; burn off the taste buds;
Close my eyes; cut off the skin receptors.
Prevent me to feel
This nothingness like a shawl I can wrap around my shoulders.
It is felt everpresent – every wall burst open
To pour out the rip a diamond drip
At the cost of an endless feeling.
...
Not zero – we dip into the negatives.
Every second that passes without your presence
My skin crawls and twists, my heart drops down
And tastes the lack of love like bitterness in the air.
Take away the magnifying lens; burn off the taste buds;
Close my eyes; cut off the skin receptors.
Prevent me to feel
This nothingness like a shawl I can wrap around my shoulders.
It is felt everpresent – every wall burst open
To pour out the rip a diamond drip
At the cost of an endless feeling.
...
#emptiness
#emotional
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SONG LYRICS
Published
28th May 2019 8:27am
28th May 2019 8:27am
Regressin'
No one really knows just what to do
So take a step back from your own view
No need to carry with you what you held then
’Cause you might never see those mountains again.
Everybody’s tryin’ to find how to be
I don’t know but I’ve picked up a few keys
Like: don’t listen to who speaks with such certainty
To tell you what’s what and what life should be.
’Cause the truth is no one really knows
Even though they know they do.
Circumstances got everyone bound in their throes
And in their view.
But if you flip through how history...
So take a step back from your own view
No need to carry with you what you held then
’Cause you might never see those mountains again.
Everybody’s tryin’ to find how to be
I don’t know but I’ve picked up a few keys
Like: don’t listen to who speaks with such certainty
To tell you what’s what and what life should be.
’Cause the truth is no one really knows
Even though they know they do.
Circumstances got everyone bound in their throes
And in their view.
But if you flip through how history...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#myself
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th May 2019 6:35pm
27th May 2019 6:35pm
In That Place Again
And years from now
When I look back
It won’t be your face
That I remember
But the place
I was in
And I wonder
(Listening to the music that reminds
Me of traveling in the desert
Under the stars
Always in love
With all)
If I ever will be
In that place again.
Like a leaf
Your face withers with time,
Peeling off,
Stale paint,
Dead sheet of your eyes
And smile
Plastered
Flaking off falls.
It isn’t in you, you’re an avatar,
But something behind
The wall
Encases
Is what...
When I look back
It won’t be your face
That I remember
But the place
I was in
And I wonder
(Listening to the music that reminds
Me of traveling in the desert
Under the stars
Always in love
With all)
If I ever will be
In that place again.
Like a leaf
Your face withers with time,
Peeling off,
Stale paint,
Dead sheet of your eyes
And smile
Plastered
Flaking off falls.
It isn’t in you, you’re an avatar,
But something behind
The wall
Encases
Is what...
#love
#music
#memories #SelfReflection
#memories #SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
26th May 2019 6:23am
26th May 2019 6:23am
Alone With Myself
The car’s rearlights cut
Distractingly across the smooth slate sky I watch deepening
Most of all loving
The glow that remains in the center,
Orb with a moonstone core
Crept over slow by edges dipped in thunderstorm.
It’s the first time I see this,
For I awoke this morn
From ever sleep. Often I feel
Behind my life I lie in bed dreaming.
Trees golden green overlain with gray yellow
Concrete gray blue-tinged roads below.
A gaping yawn to catch your bellow
If you have the urge; but I stay calm.
This cup of tea is my...
Distractingly across the smooth slate sky I watch deepening
Most of all loving
The glow that remains in the center,
Orb with a moonstone core
Crept over slow by edges dipped in thunderstorm.
It’s the first time I see this,
For I awoke this morn
From ever sleep. Often I feel
Behind my life I lie in bed dreaming.
Trees golden green overlain with gray yellow
Concrete gray blue-tinged roads below.
A gaping yawn to catch your bellow
If you have the urge; but I stay calm.
This cup of tea is my...
#identity
#nature
#SelfReflection #philosophical
#SelfReflection #philosophical
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